The Ninja Epidemic
You walk on, making your way to the police department which is only a few blocks away.
Your mom pisses you off when she sleeps with your friends. She's such a fucking slut. It's embarassing. Like that one time you came home early from school to find her taking it from the mailman and the meter man from both ends. You turned right around that day and walked out of the house. You almost told your dad about it until you recalled that he was the mailman. Having parents that swing sucks.
You find yourself before the police station and you walk to the police department and request to see an offiecer. The secretary asks what the reason is and you tell her that your life is in danger. She's tells you to hold on and take a seat while she gets Officer Pullman to come see you.
You glance at the clock while you wait. It is 4:45 when Officer Pullman comes to see you.
"I understand you believe your life is in danger?" He asks.
"Yeah." You reply.
"Okay," He says, "Lets go back to where it all started. When did you first realise that your life was in danger?"
"Well..." You begin, "I had a terrible headache and went to the bathroom for some asprin. While I was in there I saw something drop down from the cieling in the mirror. I turned aroud and nothing was there. It was a ninja. They're trying to kill me."
"Ninjas are trying to kill you?" He asks, one of his eyebrows skepticaly raised.
"Yes." You reply.
"And why would ninjas being trying to kill you?" He asks. You can tell he's not taking you seriously, he seems about to laugh at you.
"My friends and I were driving around last night and hit one with the car." You explain. "You see, when you kill a ninja the rest of the clan is honor bound to avenge his death."
"So you're the drunk kid who called us last night?" He asks.
"Yeah," You say, "I mean no. I wasn't drunk." You're underage afterall.
"Get the hell out of here kid! We don't have time for your stupid games! There are jaywalkers out there for crying out loud!!" He berates you.
"But-" You begin.
"But nothing. Get the hell out of here before I call your parents and tell them you were out drinking last night!" He turns around and walks away. You stand there helplessly for a moment or two before you turn around to leave.
That accomplished nothing. Now what? It's almost 5:15. You have about 45 minutes before you have to meet everyone at the park.
You heading home or aimlessly milling about?
Your mom pisses you off when she sleeps with your friends. She's such a fucking slut. It's embarassing. Like that one time you came home early from school to find her taking it from the mailman and the meter man from both ends. You turned right around that day and walked out of the house. You almost told your dad about it until you recalled that he was the mailman. Having parents that swing sucks.
You find yourself before the police station and you walk to the police department and request to see an offiecer. The secretary asks what the reason is and you tell her that your life is in danger. She's tells you to hold on and take a seat while she gets Officer Pullman to come see you.
You glance at the clock while you wait. It is 4:45 when Officer Pullman comes to see you.
"I understand you believe your life is in danger?" He asks.
"Yeah." You reply.
"Okay," He says, "Lets go back to where it all started. When did you first realise that your life was in danger?"
"Well..." You begin, "I had a terrible headache and went to the bathroom for some asprin. While I was in there I saw something drop down from the cieling in the mirror. I turned aroud and nothing was there. It was a ninja. They're trying to kill me."
"Ninjas are trying to kill you?" He asks, one of his eyebrows skepticaly raised.
"Yes." You reply.
"And why would ninjas being trying to kill you?" He asks. You can tell he's not taking you seriously, he seems about to laugh at you.
"My friends and I were driving around last night and hit one with the car." You explain. "You see, when you kill a ninja the rest of the clan is honor bound to avenge his death."
"So you're the drunk kid who called us last night?" He asks.
"Yeah," You say, "I mean no. I wasn't drunk." You're underage afterall.
"Get the hell out of here kid! We don't have time for your stupid games! There are jaywalkers out there for crying out loud!!" He berates you.
"But-" You begin.
"But nothing. Get the hell out of here before I call your parents and tell them you were out drinking last night!" He turns around and walks away. You stand there helplessly for a moment or two before you turn around to leave.
That accomplished nothing. Now what? It's almost 5:15. You have about 45 minutes before you have to meet everyone at the park.
You heading home or aimlessly milling about?