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Hello...

guess I'm here alone...

I ignored the lonely atmosphere and continued whipping the store front counter.

12:00pm

usually we didnt get customers so late but as the boss I decided to keep us open a while long, not because we lacked income. i was just feeling that way.

its that feeling when you feel work is more comfortable then home. and the only reason one would feel that way is because they are alone at home. in mind or in a social stance is normal and if I may. they are both me.

however of all meanings to the later the one i mean is being alone. I have no relationship. make fun of me and jest if you like but I prefer being that way. being alone where it's nice and quiet where there's barely a pen drop to be heard.

I like it that way. and I assure you in not just sour cause of a break up. No damn woman can have control on my emotions. if so then should I die?

im not just arrogant but stubborn it seems..

"sigh.. I want some thing.. sweet or salt? .. hmm salt it is." thinking aloud in a thoughtful pose i relaxed it and went to the bag of chips I'd been eyeing.

the chips were flavored Italian sausage and they were next to a pizza flavor. i grabbed both and decided to drop the amount to pay in a donation cup

going around behind my counter i moved the stool to a corner near the flavor drops for alcoholic drinks. sitting down I adjusted my arse in the chair.

moving i reach my right arm out while holding the bag of chips in my other hand, reaching for the small under the desk i pulled out my favoured miniature desk and laid out my snacks so I I could eat them in a laid back manner.

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5 minutes later.

oh my name is reach ren.

right now I was just about ready to close up after finishing the last if my chips together. dusting my hands off as if done with something i shrugged at my bad habit .

my old man use to have a stash of chips and when he brought them to me he would tell me to start them off seperate and half way through he instructed me to eat them together.

the taste would be different and more amazing at the same time but before I could get another bag I was met with him and his open hand awaiting some of my allowance.

i chuckled at the memory of my old man cunning manner of invoking me to get more chips. he taught me quite a bit.

"Ha.. well such times are done now haha." I said softly. sitting there I thought for a moment then stood.

"Merla CLOSING SHOP." I yelled to the back at the person who chose to stay with me.

i sat and waited for a response as i swept some chip crumbs into the palm of my hand and walked to the trash by the door.

tossing it in i went to the door and reached to the left on the hook and grabbed my jacket. i guess she's asleep. metal was a book reader and a heavy sleepee. she sometimes slept in my store so I left , took the key and locked it up..

finished with that i turned around and tossed up my keep a couple times whistling a tune as i did I found it increasingly hard to whistle as my shirt grew wet due to some wet liquid..

below me my eyes locked on to a ducking man who slit my throat with a bloodied knife. he wore concealing clothing and since this was halloween he mustve found a cloak as that's what wore. pulled over head was the hood. .

catching the key i tossed up I quickly retaliated and hoped the i was lucky in my catch and unknown to me until a moment later i was. with the key firm in my grip i swiped at his eye successfully blinding him.

we both seemed about the same size i thought inwardly. stepping forward i ducked and sent in close and sent my middle knuckle directly to his eye causing more damage.

standing up I moved back just in time to move from the knife that would gut me. I unleashed some unrelenting smack to his face. he stood dumbfounded so I swore to my self i would slap em to death.

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"this.. *breath* could be counted as self defence right!" i said with heavy breaths. right now I just finished up and before i left I stabbed him where I believe his heart was and his breathing slowed and he coughed.

after this I quickly ran down the street and was waiting to bleed to death. the wound was deep and my breaths where growing difficult as blood got in the way.

i neared a wall and leaned on it for support. i left him there to die and I wanted to die.

people have left one thing unexplored and that was death. depending on a belief those people who die find something according to it. my parents are rich so traveling isn't difficult but I chose the average life. i won't do what another has done. I stopped trying for traveling and waited on a chance such as this.

in the. end people all have places they wanted to go and mine was just a bit different. soon I died,