Post by Jimpy on Mar 24, 2007 21:08:49 GMT -5
It is a nice day to be in Renzie Park. The green grass is finely cut. There are young couples having picnics. There are older and lonely looking ladies feeding the already fat, gray pigeons. The hot-dog vendors are out in full swing selling tons of delicious, mouth watering, steamy,hot-dogs covered in tasty condiments such as onions, mustard, ketchup, and relish to people. There are young college men and women doing work. I also see a set of swing sets. Ahhh swing sets. That brings back memories. Good yet sad memories. I remember one time I took Xana to the park and I was watching her walk around. Playing with her friends. Then they left and it was almost time to go. Xana walked up to me and started asking me to push her on the swings and I said I would. So me and her spent an hour just with me pushing her. It was the happiest time of my life. Until later that night. That day Xana died. She was riding her bike outside our house and she was shot by a jerk gangster. What did my daughter ever do? She was 7 years old. What does a 7 year old have to do with the mob? I still would like to know.
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Have you ever loved someone so much you would give it all for? You know they think you are almost like their own personal shield and sword, and you would destroy anyone who would try to harm her. But what happens if and when karma comes and bites you and everything that you stand for turns on you despite how you act? Well that is what happened to me. I loved my daughter. I would have given my life for her. Any time she was hurt, she came to me. And one time my dad who was drunk went to hit her and I knocked him out. But I thought doing all of that good stuff would make her be invincible. And by that I mean nothing could hurt her when I was around. But that changed when that man shot her. You see, that day was the end of a life and the beginning of a new. My daughter's small, fragile life ended by gunfire abruptly, and at that moment, my new life began. I was a new man after that. That day is the day I really became a man. I lost someone I really loved. And I promised her, and myself that I would find the man that did that and end his life like he did hers!
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A swirling gust hit and the place where I was turned into a black hole. No people. No items. Nothing but a very dark and evil hole. But I hear something. What is it I wonder? I go to look and I want to scream by what I saw. It was Amber. My wife. But it did not look like her. She normally looks like a beautiful woman with short, red locks, very vibrant skin, rosy red lips, and a nice build. Now I see her and she looks very different. Her skin is very pale and darkening. Almost gray. Her lips are chapped and faded. And she is very skinny. Too skinny. Tooth-pick skinny. Now as long as I had known her she was “straight edge” so to say. She never drank, never smoked, and never touched that crap like cocaine, heroine, LSD or any of that bad stuff. Now I see her again and she has about 10 empty cans of Miller Light beer. She is chain smoking Marlboro cigarettes, and has a pressure band around her arm with a few needles around next to the cans. What do you think that is? She looks at me and says,
Amber: Ja got a problem wit mez?
Jimpy:What has happened to you? You need help.
Amber: N......n....no I doesn't. You are the one that needs help.
Jimpy:Why do I need need help? You are the drunk slash stoner person.
Amber: You n....nn....need help cause you a looser. What would Xana think?
I think to myself she does not know what she is talking about. The is drunk and stoned. They never know what they are talking about. I am not a looser. I am smart, sophisticated, strong, and the best damn wrestler ever. How am I a looser? Then at that moment I hear little footsteps. I think again..... no it cannot be..... Xana? Yes it is Xana!!!
Jimpy:XANA!!
Xana:Daddy!!!
She runs to me and I forget everything else that has happened as she hugs me. Her hugs were so warm. I never wanted to let go but I knew I had to.
Xana: Daddy, please do not be mad at mommy, she never did anything wrong. Just please win your matches for us. You are not a looser. I love you daddy.
Jimpy: I love you too Xana.
Amber: Isn't that sweet? And how are you going to beat that Mike Ragnal dude?
Jimpy: It will be easy.
Xana:Good. Now get up and win that match.
I hear a small voice and I jolt up and it is night time in the park. There is a little girl right next to me trying to wake me.
Little Girl:Sir, please wake up.
Jimpy: WHA! Wow.....thank you little girl.
She winks at me and walks away with who I would assume was her mom.
I am walking home and thinking about what has just transpired here. I do realize when I saw Xana that that was a dream. But everything I heard was true though. I do love my daughter. I know she does love me. And I now know that I especially need to win this match for them.
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Now Mike Ragnal. You are too cocky. You think that you are so big because you can call out big name guys here. You are only doing that because you are afraid to face me. Now you say you deserve respect, the only respect you will get is respect for the dead because you will be lucky to walk out with all of your body parts attached. You see you are a pipsqueak compared to me. I am the sensation that is sweeping the WCF nation. How do you think I got a match so fast? Because I am that damn good. So you are in for it bad tonight because I will do anything it takes to prove to Amber and Xana that I am the best there is, was, and ever will be. THIS ONE IS FOR YOU!!!!
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Have you ever loved someone so much you would give it all for? You know they think you are almost like their own personal shield and sword, and you would destroy anyone who would try to harm her. But what happens if and when karma comes and bites you and everything that you stand for turns on you despite how you act? Well that is what happened to me. I loved my daughter. I would have given my life for her. Any time she was hurt, she came to me. And one time my dad who was drunk went to hit her and I knocked him out. But I thought doing all of that good stuff would make her be invincible. And by that I mean nothing could hurt her when I was around. But that changed when that man shot her. You see, that day was the end of a life and the beginning of a new. My daughter's small, fragile life ended by gunfire abruptly, and at that moment, my new life began. I was a new man after that. That day is the day I really became a man. I lost someone I really loved. And I promised her, and myself that I would find the man that did that and end his life like he did hers!
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A swirling gust hit and the place where I was turned into a black hole. No people. No items. Nothing but a very dark and evil hole. But I hear something. What is it I wonder? I go to look and I want to scream by what I saw. It was Amber. My wife. But it did not look like her. She normally looks like a beautiful woman with short, red locks, very vibrant skin, rosy red lips, and a nice build. Now I see her and she looks very different. Her skin is very pale and darkening. Almost gray. Her lips are chapped and faded. And she is very skinny. Too skinny. Tooth-pick skinny. Now as long as I had known her she was “straight edge” so to say. She never drank, never smoked, and never touched that crap like cocaine, heroine, LSD or any of that bad stuff. Now I see her again and she has about 10 empty cans of Miller Light beer. She is chain smoking Marlboro cigarettes, and has a pressure band around her arm with a few needles around next to the cans. What do you think that is? She looks at me and says,
Amber: Ja got a problem wit mez?
Jimpy:What has happened to you? You need help.
Amber: N......n....no I doesn't. You are the one that needs help.
Jimpy:Why do I need need help? You are the drunk slash stoner person.
Amber: You n....nn....need help cause you a looser. What would Xana think?
I think to myself she does not know what she is talking about. The is drunk and stoned. They never know what they are talking about. I am not a looser. I am smart, sophisticated, strong, and the best damn wrestler ever. How am I a looser? Then at that moment I hear little footsteps. I think again..... no it cannot be..... Xana? Yes it is Xana!!!
Jimpy:XANA!!
Xana:Daddy!!!
She runs to me and I forget everything else that has happened as she hugs me. Her hugs were so warm. I never wanted to let go but I knew I had to.
Xana: Daddy, please do not be mad at mommy, she never did anything wrong. Just please win your matches for us. You are not a looser. I love you daddy.
Jimpy: I love you too Xana.
Amber: Isn't that sweet? And how are you going to beat that Mike Ragnal dude?
Jimpy: It will be easy.
Xana:Good. Now get up and win that match.
I hear a small voice and I jolt up and it is night time in the park. There is a little girl right next to me trying to wake me.
Little Girl:Sir, please wake up.
Jimpy: WHA! Wow.....thank you little girl.
She winks at me and walks away with who I would assume was her mom.
I am walking home and thinking about what has just transpired here. I do realize when I saw Xana that that was a dream. But everything I heard was true though. I do love my daughter. I know she does love me. And I now know that I especially need to win this match for them.
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Now Mike Ragnal. You are too cocky. You think that you are so big because you can call out big name guys here. You are only doing that because you are afraid to face me. Now you say you deserve respect, the only respect you will get is respect for the dead because you will be lucky to walk out with all of your body parts attached. You see you are a pipsqueak compared to me. I am the sensation that is sweeping the WCF nation. How do you think I got a match so fast? Because I am that damn good. So you are in for it bad tonight because I will do anything it takes to prove to Amber and Xana that I am the best there is, was, and ever will be. THIS ONE IS FOR YOU!!!!
