I want to see you shoot the way you shout…

June 12, 2008

I am not alone.

I awake in a cold sweat…nervous, anxious.

I can sense him lurking in the shadows. His presence hangs suspended like the morning fog.

I remain motionless, refusing to give into my body’s scream to run. My eyes dart from corner to corner of my small room.

Wait! Before I manage to blink…I see motion! His silent dash across my room did not go unnoticed. You have gave away your position, my friend. A very deadly mistake, indeed.

I slow my breathing to mimic being asleep. My hand slowly and cautiously reaches under my bed. I feel the cold steel of my AR-15. My heartbeat quickens. My eyes scan for any movement at all, my ears are strained for the slightest noise. I can smell him near me now…my senses are in overdrive. An unknown car passes by on the street, there is the impatient blow from a distant horn. My lips taste the sweat running down my face. My hand touches the sling and slowly wraps around the carrying handle.

Motion! Hes closer now. Less than yard…maybe not even as much. I am taking deep, slow breaths. Training does not prepare you for this moment. The moment that you realize you are going to have to kill or be killed. It boils down to that simple choice. No, training does nothing. Instinct kicks in. I had already decided that it wasn’t my day to die and pulled the rifle to my chest.

My enemy slowly comes out form under the chair and approaches my bed. My sweaty grip tightens around the hand guards. I remain motionless, letting him come closer. He is confident, but I am a professional. The game is on.

Hes in the wide open now. Less than 2 feet away. My hand caresses the receiver, my finger brushes against the trigger guard. My invader continues to come closer, no longer a living object. Just a target. Only a threat.

I realize that I only have one magazine within reach. The other two full magazines are on my shelf 8 feet away. Might as well be mile, I thought grimly. I say a silent prayer that I will get out of this without needing anything additional. With that in mind, my finger presses the magazine release. The noise startles my target, he freezes. Another deadly mistake-and his last. In one fluid motion, I yank the magazine out and slam it on to the ground. I hear a sickening crunch followed by the pounding of my heart. A kill! I swallow and slowly remove lift the magazine. What’s left of my target remains in a messy pile. I let out a deep sigh.

I reattach the magazine to my rifle, double check the safety and make sure she is cleared before stowing her under my bed again. I pull a tissue from near my bed, wrap his remains and place it in the trash can, his final resting place.

My enemy, now just a mangled corpse, was a worthy foe. One day it will be my time to go. But that time isn’t now.

I am alone.

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If I am out of my mind, it’s all right with me…

June 11, 2008

One of my biggest problems with blogs is they all tend to be the same. Mind you, there is always the exception, however, you can generally-and accurately-attach a stereotype to an audience and have it shine true. With that in mind, I decided that this blog will not be an area to rant on my life and all of its misfortunes, nor will I use this blog to generate pity or to feel unique.

No, this blog and ultimately my time in writing it, will be used to show the good things in my life. Truth is, I have an amazing life with nothing I can feel sorry or regretful about. Do I want more? Of course. Do I need more? No. This blog will be for my friend’s and family to check up on the good that I do with my life. With the things I accomplish and achieve. Sure, there will be posts with my thoughts at given moment. Sure, I might go off on a rant or five…but the point is, you will want to read this. And you will smile at the end. That I promise. Besides, its good to smile.

My close friends know what is happening in my life. I won’t bother retelling that chapter again. For those that don’t know…well, you have stumbled on a new chapter. I think you will catch up very quickly.


The sun shone, having no alternative, on the nothing new.

June 9, 2008

So here I am. Writing a blog. I’m pulling up a few news websites to find out if Hell did indeed freeze over.

Nothing on the front page. Damn Apple iPhone 3G release. How this announcement from Apple trump Hell freezing over?

I’m not really sure where to go with this first post. I keep thinking if I sit here long enough, it will fill out automatically. But, nope…that is not the case. *sigh* Hey, I’m still new to this!