While I was laid up at the hospital i began researching and what I found should have made me pack my bags and leave town
Things you can find on internet amazes even me it's not easy but the truth is in there you just have to dig it out you see
A good reporter knows how to dig out the truth from all the lies because if he didn't he wouldn't make any money and all he would do is cry
It's after digging online for a few days searching thru trash and garbage websites that aren't worth a cent I got lucky I found an article on 7 Jack and Jill now I'm on the scent
New maid service opening up soon called 7 Jack and Jill they said they can handle any size job on any Hill
I have researched for 3 days without a break Jack's name is Jack Harris but I dug deeper until I found out his real name and he was born in france and lived vin Paris
His real name is Jack Franse he's wanted by Interpole and five other states for murder and mayhem he's never been caught he's like a mole
When when authorities get close he just digs and goes underground he stays hidden as long as it takes and only comes up when it's safe go above ground
No one has even a picture of him of what he looks like I know one thing when I see him I'm going to hit him over his head with a bike
I don't know why I didn't think of this before I guess I got my head slammed into too many doors
I know the paper has security cameras on the outside the police told me that they did check them and all they could get was a partial plate and which wasn't enough plus the drivers face was hid
I don't know if the police thought of this or not but there's a bank a block away I wonder if there's surveillance caught the license plate as they drove away that day
I called the JPL Credit Union manager answered his name was Jay I told him what I needed he said it will take at least two days
I gave him my number to my cell and all of a sudden the alarms went off everywhere and people started to yell
I told Jason the gaurd I think this is a trick to get to me is there anyway we can get me off this machine and set me free
He looked at me and shrugged then said no I can't take you off but let's lock the door turn the lights off push you in the corner so you can't be seen anpymore
My blood had to be washed because of the poison every couple of hours or I would die I didn't think Jason could do it but there was no quit in him he pushed me over in the corner when he was done Jason sat down and began to cry
Jason saved my life that night not once but twice and for that every Christmas from now on he's going to get something nice
There was a loud noise like someone trying to knock in the door Jason said be quiet because he saw at least seven pair of small little feet on the floor
I was surprised that big man could move Jason hit the ground but I had nowhere to go just as the bullets began flying
It got quiet real fast and the bullets stopped flying in the distance I could also hear people crying
Like it was some game you could hear high pitch laughing and the piddle patter of small feet running down the hall I started to feel dizzy because one of the lines was cut and blood was spraying on the wall
That was it I said my goodbyes as I close my eyes I knew I was going to die
Have you ever woken up I'm a bad dream you open your eyes the first thing you did was scream
That's what I did and I thought I was dead but Jason the second time he saved my life somehow he fixed the line so I can stay in my bed
But when I did come to I was in a different room and there was no light what did they expect me to do after all I've been through I was scared from fright
They told me what Jason did and again I hope one day we will meet and I was getting mad all I've been doing hiding and running on my feet
The next day the hospital let me out but not alone I'm was in protective custody they took the battery out of my cell so I couldn't use my phone
I asked to get a bite to eat and we stopped to got a couple burgers and some fries and some drinks I looked up and saw baring down on us this big garbage truck it ran over the squad car with Pete inside and smack fill in the chest before I even blinked
In the driver's seat you could see it was filled with seven little midgets I started running as fast as I could and then I gave them my middle digit
I was still downtown and I had no place to run and the garbage truck was right on my ass I had one advantage it's was too big it couldn't fit down some of the alleys it would get stuck
I can hear the bullets going over over my head boy they were bad shots and now all I wanted them to do was drop dead and rot
Then I got to my destination the 63 Street walk bridge I was halfway across when the garbage truck showed up they were cussing but they still tried to shoot at me but I laugh you can't catch me your loss
please thank you for being my phone I'm working on my way to a novel I got several novels that I got in my head but I never written anything more than a poem and I'm working my way up so these are just this is going to be a 7,000 word poem when I'm done I don't want you to make sure that I can I'm able to write something like that before I even start working on a novel thank you thank you again for reading I appreciate it
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