Have you ever feared what it feels like to know you're about to die? Not death on its own, but the knowledge it's coming and you can do nothing about it. I have... more than a few times. I thought about it when my granddaddy died from a heart attack. What went through his mind, while he clutched at his heart? Did he beg for his soul to stay put? I thought about when my brother got killed. As his blood drained from the wounds in his lungs, did he think about all the sons he had doomed to suffer the same fate? Did they feel lonely? Did they think of me??
I killed so many people today... we all did. But, I can't feel for any of them. My heart is numb as novacaine. They were all dead before I killed them anyway... All except Reggie. I sent him to meet Our Maker. It hurts. I mean, I didn't give two fucks about him as a person, but he wasn't sick. He wasn't one of them and I...
I thought about how he felt to know it was over... Well, I just found out. I should be dead. That thing was about to eat me alive, but Terry saved me. Why? Why would he do that? I killed Reggie right in front of him. Why the hell wouldn't he just watch me die??? I guess I don't understand shit after all. Oh well... All that matters is that we get to my son. Mr. Grady promised me he would get us there and now we're on our way. THANK YOU GOD!!!
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