okay so here iz tha 1st part 2 my nu story az u see in tha title above, hope u like it. thiz iz a nu thing 4 me cuz im not use 2 writin a story of thiz kind and from thiz perspective. itz a twisted story so i rele am enjoyin thiz, but itz also an interracial thing goin on in thiz az well so im geeked 2 see tha outcome and feedback from thiz thuz far. and jus like graffiti shogunz, itz all made up on tha spot az i go along so pm and comment please cuz w?o yall itz no story ^_^ enjoy.
*outside a small town in kansasat 10:30 at nite*
"iz that it?" tha store clerk asked.
"yea thatz it." tha customer said.
"your a lil youndg 2 b smokin newports aint ya? u mustn't be from around here."
"naw, im jus passin thru."
a tv waz blarin behind tha clerk. it waz showin tha local newz sayin how some young black guy that waz 6'4 wit a scar on hiz left eyebrow haz been on a killin spree. it waz reported that if seen 2 take imediate safety and call tha police. tha customer jus smirked slightly and tilted hiz fitted hat a lil more 2 tha left exposin hiz ever so obvious scar on hiz eyebrow. at tha sight of thiz, tha clerk'z face dropped and turned a pale whyte. tha customer pulled out a chrome and black .45 and pointed it towardz tha clerk. jus thern on tha tv they said beware, he iz armed and dangerous. tha clerk began 2 cry at tha sound of thiz.
"wat an understatement" tha customer blurted out.
at that point, tha customer pulled tha trigger splatterin tha clerk'z brainz and piecez of hiz skullon tha tv. he grabbed hiz ciggarettez, flamed up 1, awalked out into tha nite.
* * *
"thiz shyt iz startin 2 get 2 easy now." jared said.
enterin hiz 2000 monte carlo. he jus sat there ponderin hiz next move. he turned on tha radio and heard lil wayne "lollipop" and cringed.
"i hate thiz mainstream shyt." convertin hizradio over 2 CD mode. tha cd that waz in there waz history in tha making by j.r. write and tha song waz "riot pump".
"now thiz iz thinkin muzyk!!!" jared screamed az he sped off into tha nite wit no clear destination in mind.
*somewhere in st. louis tha next day*
"damn he done it again!!!" lilith squeaked.
lilith waz a 20 year old whyte gurl that waz build like a stallion. where she went, she demanded attention, wit a 5'4 frame, and a body like that, u didnt have 2 much of a choice. she iz wat u could consider a gold digger wit a very dark side. she got off 2 other'z misfortune. az a child, she would set other folkz up jus 2 watch tha outcome. neccasary disipline waz clearly absent. her mom left wen she waz young and her father waz so soft and passive that he suffered a nervous break down and died of an axiety attack leavin lilith wit a great deal of insurance money, which contradictz her gold digger mentality. az she watched tha news, she couldnt help but get giddy at tha sound of tha mass murder'z description.
"tall, dark, and vicious... soundz like my type!!! she hummed 2 hurself. "i only hopez he come thru tha Lou, then i'll have him 4 sure!!"
she jumpedout of tha bed 2 look at hur semi-nude self in tha full length mirror. starin at hurself wit nuthin but hur underwear on she smiled proudly.
"he wont b able 2 resist me i kno it!!!"
