Its been at least 3 weeks since my accident and I can feel the blood dripping off of the thin piece of glass that's still in my heart. It's sad that they couldn't at least made a way to slow the bleeding out process, but it's whatever. I've been like this for almost a month now and I think I'm fine with it. I think it's time I began to do some new stuff that will make the last of my time, the best of my time. It's not easy to find happiness when death is creeping up on you, but I don't wanna die lonely and sad. My first journey is going I be to New York City, where everything is so perfect and amazing according to everyone. I don't believe it's a great place, but I feel it's time to greet an old friend of mine, Tony Garble. Tony is someone who's a rich person due to what he's done. He robs banks and hasn't yet been caught. I know he's a bad person, but to me he's a great friend I grew up with in school. Well anyways it's time to get some money and do a few changes to myself and then I'll be set to go to Tony's house. I began to walk to the bus stop and then suddenly I collapsed due to high pains in my head. I heard several people yelling "call 911!" But before I could say no, it was too late. Am I having seizures now too? Fuck! I can't be happy if I can't make it far without falling to the ground. I fucking did everything that I should've, but I'm still getting punished for something. I've treated everyone right and always helped out those in need, but still get repaid like this!? This is so fucking stupid! At one point of my life it was great and now it's like...shit! Anyways, I was put into an ambulance to head to the hospital, the real one, but I can't risk that army or whatever finding me. I need to get free. "Sir his hearts racing!" A paramedic in the back with me said. As they started to pull over to assist me, I already had my hand free and next to me was a knife that was close enough for that hand to reach. I grabbed it fast and cut myself free and yelled "get back" as I headed towards the door. I reached for the handle and heard several cars pull over by the ambulance yelling "move..move!!" I began to freak out so I grabbed the closest paramedic and yelled "drive or he dies, move it now!" The look on his face was so scary to me because it was my fault he was freaking the fuck out. He seemed like a nice guy and I don't want to hurt him, I just wanna live the last of my life in peace, but with this army or whatever after me I can't do shit! As he stepped on the gas several of the soldiers got threw backwards due to the unpredicted situation of them speeding off. It was like watching a movie in slow motion as they slowly went flying off their feet's. It was such a funny thing to see as we escaped from them. I couldn't help but crack up laughing over it, It's not like everyday you get to see someone go flying from getting hit by the collision of the wind. As I continued laughing, the one paramedic that I had hostage broke free and disarmed me. I thought to myself "well shit". Strange how the hostage became the hostage holder within seconds. I thought I was doing everything right, but apparently fucking not! As they had their eyes on me after taking my weapon and using it against me they were trying to figure out what to do with me. It was hard to try and figure out what they were saying, but I heard them say "shot" and "sleep" and that was by far enough for me due to the fact that I have some army after me. Before they could fucking touch me I ran out the back doors as fast as possible. They didn't chase me or anything they just drove off because they were scared of me. I can imagine why, I have a fucking army that was chasing me and could have killed us all. I'm so glad we're all alive! I'm really hoping I can start a new identity so I can actually live my final days not looking over my shoulders. It's sad that they're after a dying person. Why can't they just fuck off and let me die in peace! It's all I want for my final hours. Well fuck! I think I just remembered who all those soldiers are finally and it's not a good thing. I know that they're fucking dangerous and will kill anyone in they're way between...me. Shit! They killed my wife, mom, and dad! He killed them because he ordered them to take me out and anyone who stands in their way! Fuck you...fucking fuck! I can't wait to send my hitman after him to stop this madness. I will end this before I die or I'll die trying!
