As the story told itself, it switched around some on the actual prompt, but that’s okay. I let it go where it wanted to go. Let the speaker use his own voice which is nothing like mine. And nothing like my normal writing. But it was fascinating to watch the words flow.
It ain’t easy. That much is for sure. Been a long time since I killed anything but back in the day….. yeah…. back in the day…..
It came for me when I was 15. Thought I was tough then, I did. Big swagger as I walked down the street. Tough words. Angry words. Ugly words. Funny how when you’re young you think those things make you tough. Don’t take me wrong. I was a scrapper. I’d been in any number of street fights. All my life. Thought that made me tough, too. How little I knew.
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