It was dark, really dark.There had been a black out for days and the customers were worked up.Some complained about the service,others screamed as others just scrambled to finish their meals.
I take out my cigarette,lit it and watch the commotion.What had my life become to?A hopeful young woman showed up to L.A with big dreams but now was a miserable waitress in this God forsaken city.
My life is a trail of bad luck but not anymore.I'm not going back to Montana a failer to be mocked by my mother who is now a grandmother taking care of my three children.
They're all waiting for me to come crawling back but I'm not.I take out a gun out of my apron and shoot at the closest people near me and take their wallets,purses and jewellery from their dead bodies which are still warm.Their blood is literally on my hands and I love it.
Life is gonna be different from now on.A happier life from now whatever I want I take.
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