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- Dec 25, 2010
James could remember a simpler time. There was a life he lived not too far from today that was much different. Taking subways seemed like a large inconvenience; but now he wished for the sound of a train. It was quiet, save the random gunfire that erupted from a deathly silence. James got up early that day, which was becoming a new norm for him. The kid liked to sleep all throughout the morning and get up in the late afternoon, but there was a new paradigm in this world: the early bird gets the worm. Not to mention that the boy with the modest physique was rather out of shape. He had his permit, and he was going to get his license last week. However, last week was when the bombs fell out of the sky. Life in his suburb went from life, love, and drama to a living hell. James had seen people executed for no reason. He had seen girls of all age being raped by drug-addled mercenaries and he was too afraid to help.
James stood at the edge of what was once the curb of his house. "I was too scared." He whispered to himself. James, the dark red-headed male with an almost Irish complexion sighed and shouldered his M1 Garund. The boy had been taught by his older sister how to shoot and he could snipe a Merc from yards away with damn near impeccable aim. In fact, James was ridding the world of them at this moment. He heard his sister coming up behind him, but he still closed his left eye and he aimed down the iron sight. The man raised a large monkey wrench over an old lady. It was clear he was threatening her to give up her pain medication. That's all those bastards wanted anyway. They wanted their next high. Suddenly, the gun kicked back and the mercenary dropped to the ground. A red mist coated the old lady and he looked back at his sister.
"I'm still not as good as you, sis." He sighed and looked at her gorgeous body. The poor boy had never even gotten to lose his virginity. He planned on taking a girl out for a ride in his car and getting his first pleasures in the backseat of his car on the first non-chaperoned date. Well, that never got to happen. So, now he was left sleeping in a small bed right next to his sister. The boy hadn't even taken care of any of his urges in weeks. He brushed himself against her body as he walked by. He let his shoulder rub over her bosom. He didn't know why he felt the urge to do it, but his much older sister surely recognized his signs. "Did you cook beans for breakfast again?" He looked back at her and sighed. "I'm so fucking sick of them!"
James stood at the edge of what was once the curb of his house. "I was too scared." He whispered to himself. James, the dark red-headed male with an almost Irish complexion sighed and shouldered his M1 Garund. The boy had been taught by his older sister how to shoot and he could snipe a Merc from yards away with damn near impeccable aim. In fact, James was ridding the world of them at this moment. He heard his sister coming up behind him, but he still closed his left eye and he aimed down the iron sight. The man raised a large monkey wrench over an old lady. It was clear he was threatening her to give up her pain medication. That's all those bastards wanted anyway. They wanted their next high. Suddenly, the gun kicked back and the mercenary dropped to the ground. A red mist coated the old lady and he looked back at his sister.
"I'm still not as good as you, sis." He sighed and looked at her gorgeous body. The poor boy had never even gotten to lose his virginity. He planned on taking a girl out for a ride in his car and getting his first pleasures in the backseat of his car on the first non-chaperoned date. Well, that never got to happen. So, now he was left sleeping in a small bed right next to his sister. The boy hadn't even taken care of any of his urges in weeks. He brushed himself against her body as he walked by. He let his shoulder rub over her bosom. He didn't know why he felt the urge to do it, but his much older sister surely recognized his signs. "Did you cook beans for breakfast again?" He looked back at her and sighed. "I'm so fucking sick of them!"