Our Little Game

Intro

I've been shocked before but not as much as I was the other day. While watching T.V. I turned to the news and saw a news section dedicated to my work. The one thing is though was that they didn't mention me or at least gave me some credit. I was furious, I hate it when people give someone else the fame and glory of something amazing, well I couldn't of been mad for long at least it got on the news again. I then got up off my couch and made myself a milkshake with some vanilla ice cream. I have this weird condition where I need sugar every once in a while or I'll spasm and start hyperventilating. The doctors never seen it before in person and said it was a rare case with only 5 cases per decade. Just in case its an emergency and I'm not around sugar then I have to take this shot that I carry on me.
I believe I didn't introduce myself yet, my name is Lloyd Armati, my mother named me after her favorite color, grey. Armati is an Italian surname that usually means armor, but some translation can mean to have a weapon or to be equipped. I'm currently spending my last week of being a student at a university, not far from my house. I'm suppose to be moving in with my girlfriend tomorrow, just so you don't get confused, her name is Robin Moreno. She's not really one to go to everyone and just introduce herself talking loud and all that stuff. She's actually more hidden from the crowd and quiet until you get to know her, I know people usually try to spread rumors about her like she's a jerk, or she's a slut, or that she's a necrophiliac. I just get sick of everyone constantly trying to ruin another person image, some of those people better watch out though. I, myself am a firm believer in karma, like when I was at this camp I used to go to. I was going number 2 until this boy named Kris, who for no reason hated me walked in. He then walked out and I overheard him laughing about it with the other guys saying I "sh** my pants" and other stuff even though I didn't. Later that night while everyone went to brush their teeth and the little kids went to take their showers, I heard everyone laughing and when I looked it was the same boy from earlier, Kris. Everyone kept laughing at him saying they stink and the boy tried to fight back saying "so does your mother", it went on and on and on. I won't lie it makes me smile that the boy got what he deserved and knowing the fact that now I don't have to do anything when someone wrongs me. Later that week Kris was found cut-up, bloody,  and murdered on camping grounds and we all had to leave until they was able to solve the murder. It was funny to me how someone who caused some much sadness to people and was rude for no reason could build up so much karma that they could lose their own life. His friends were suspected of the murder since they were known to be the only people who could possibly be with him while he was attacked. Kind of weird since I was the only one who saw them going somewhere else before the murder, they were with him for a second but then parted ways, the only one I felt sorry for getting suspected was Jacob, since he wasn't all to bad. The weird coincidence about this story was that it was kind of funny since the moment they found out about the murder, was the moment after I buried the blood covered scissors.