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Currently working on a story where a group of people start dying in odd but not unnatural circumstances in an abandoned house. It starts through dreams but the group of people will meet and go into the abandoned house.
I love writing horror stories for some reason. Everyone's being festive for Christmas and I'm over here writing stories of darkness and death and cannibals and all sorts of stuff.
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Is he okay though?
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Sir:
Growing up as a child, and into my teenage lifestyle, and dealing with it as a adult: I did have connections with law enforcement as my father worked as a correction officer at a state prison. I do understand correction officers, I do understand police officers, I do understand county, state and federal law enforcement because I was a law enforcement brat. Law enforcement says "crime does not pay" and that is not really true. Crime does pay, as criminals do go to prison or jails, and the staff needs to watch over the prisoners. But the staff, they do have a family and the family do have children to raise into adulthood like any other family. Yes, some did use violence with a firearm, and killed someone, and they died a early death and the person is spending years or life in prison. Violence in America, it does support families and raises children to go to the university -- just like me. Joking around by violence, I know the system very well. A parent killed with a firearm, their children may not go to college; a parent killed someone with a firearm, their children may not go to college; a parent that is a babysitter to a murderer, their children is a given their children will go to college. So please, do not joke about violence. I am very aware about the long game about violence, and about cause and effect that last a lifetime.
More often than not, my dreams create a lot of anxiety for me. For example, last night I dreamt I was trying to get away from a bomb about to go off in the middle of the small town where I'm from. As always, I run as fast as I can although it never feels fast enough. Then came the second part of the dream. Out of nowhere, I had some generic bad guy order me to my knees as he yelled at someone else. Then he turned his attention to me and told me to get into a car and drive off. I didn't want to get in the car as I knew it was rigged with a bomb, but he had a gun, so I had no choice. I drove for a few blocks then the dream ended because presumably the damn thing blew up.
The dream is kind of funny as yesterday I watched an episode of Criminal Minds involving a school shooter who also had a bomb on him. But yes, I have a ton of dreams where I'm being chased by someone or something. Or in this case, I have to do something and I'm terrified but I have no choice. I've been stabbed, shot, kidnapped, drowned, etc. I wish I could get an expert to weigh in on this. I mean, I wouldn't complain if I had at least one dream where I win the lottery but noooooo.
During my university years, I worked a few different types of employment. One of these types of employment during that time of my life, I worked selling markers and monuments you purchase to be the marker you have at a cemetery. True, in theory you only have one grave marker because you only have one grave. Still, you really do not have people really interested or really engaged with the only grave marker your going to have for decades and centuries down the history of time. For a vast amount of people, they spend a great amount of time and energy, debate with themselves, debate with family members, make plans for purchasing groceries, make plans for producing the dinner -- and this is a Thanksgiving dinner. The plans and planning for a Thanksgiving dinner, have more people engaged with this activity than making plans and planning of grave markers and monuments -- were grave makers will be around decades and centuries.
Still, the family lack of interest and general dislike to purchase, but feeling a moral and ethical duty to do so does have a interested impact of selling the products. What was a bit morbid with this type of employment, I had to park my car next to burial vaults. Plus, we also did cremations. So, my office was less than 150 feet from someone being cremated. The real problem was, it was the way the building floor plan was designed. Were people were being cremated and the sale floor, was divided with a wall but the wall was around 80% glass. So you can be on the sales floor selling grave markers and monuments, and look at someone being cremated at the same time.
One day I had a woman and her daughter who was around 10 years old. I was making headway of selling a single grave marker when her daughter came to her mother and asked a question. "Mom, what are they doing with that naked woman?" On the other side, they were bringing in a woman to be cremated. The mother looked what was happening, she grabbed her daughter, and I lost a sale.
Yesterday I went to the store to buy a bottle of wine. I headed through self-checkout and did my thing, and obviously had to wait for someone to come check my ID. She looks at the picture, looks at me, looks at the picture again, whispers, "this can't be right", and proceeds to manually type in my full date of birth for verification.
I'm 32, so I obviously got the buy the wine, but the fact that she couldn't believe I was over 21 made my night. Biggest compliment I've gotten in a while.