I suppose that since I am writing this that I go into detail about what my expectations are of this book. I suspect it not to become a best seller, but, a little lesson on diversity and human nature. All of whom that will read this may find themselves in a bit of a doozy, but rest assured, you will know that this book isn't just about me and my "past experiences", but alas, the painful journey I have endured. I have lived a lot in my short life, and have also learned a lot. I've seen the good and bad sides of humanity, and how a little faith in something, or someone, can go a long way. The sad thing is, is that the few good experiences have been about as small as a gran of sand. The monstrosity that I have created..... is the least of my complain. But the influence that it has had on people....is... degrading.
I've killed people, smuggled people, even sold people, and have took the very ones I loved for granted. To sit here in my grandfather's old rocking chair and spill these things out on paper is not only sad, but sickening. I was tired of living like that. I had so many chances to escape that life, and finally I got out. But still, it was to late. My family was already dead when I took the chance of redemption. But still, it pains me to think I had so many opportunities.
What I created.... was looked at, as God like. The THING....I created... was destined for destruction of so many lives. No one seen it coming, not even me. Late at night, I sometimes wake up sweating from nightmares of the screams of people that were decimated by my doings. Thousands of people were destroyed with in months. How do I forget that? No one... can forget that.
I don't mean for this to be a sob story, I mean for this to capture people's souls. To drag them in to what I've seen. If you find me to be uninteresting and... un-captivating, then close this book, put it down on your desk, and leave, and never read nor pick up this book again. Or you can read on and here my story that no one anywhere else in the world will ever read about.
Are you still there? If you are, then you've made the right choice. I've divided these sections into chapters. They are short chapters. I'll be sure to.. keep them as short as possible.
Let's begin with when my.....creation... was first conceived.....
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The Oddities of Mr. Shaffer
Science Fiction"Many ask me how I made my creation. I simply tell them, I looked to the sky...." What if you were the mayor of a city? But not just any city..... a city in the sky. A city where everything was perfect and free will and peace existed. Could you...