Freck: You gonna read me my sins?
Freck: Eh, it's gonna take a hundred thousand hours.
Creature: Your sins will be read to you ceaselessly, in shifts, throughout eternity. The list will never end.
Creature: "The Sins of Freck"
Charles Freck wished he could take back the last half hour of his life.
Creature: "... theft of fingernail clippers...” "... you did knowingly and with malice...” "... punched your baby sister, Evelyn...” "... December, theft of Christmas presents...” "... one billion lies...”
One thousand years later, they had reached the sixth grade, the year he had discovered masturbation.
Creature: "... November fourteenth, Percodan... Vicodin... Cocaine...”
Charles Freck thought, "At least I got a good wine."
Edit- I'm a gunna make that in mai siggy.
[Edited by Dhampy, 12/15/2009 7:04:37 PM]
Seriously, suicide is nothing but the coward's way out, no matter what historical culture or religious creed you study or learn of/from. Charles Freck deserved his fate. If only he had had the nerve to keep going and make something of himself.
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