Life can be quite, quite annoying when you're woken up at eleven o'clock in the morning from a knock on the door. I hope and pray thay its not them, The jahova witnesses. They always come to my house waking me up after a long night of partying. You know trying crazy drugs, peeing on hookers, basic things. I must say its truely not their fault, for they believe they have no other option but to try and save me from the evil world. I feel to be honest as if i am entitled to live in this evil word, furthermore to embrace it. But who am I, A messed up kid to feel entitled to anything? I can barely get out of bed without wanting to hurt someone.

I decided that i would open the door but only this one time, but i feel as if today i will share how i feel. I pulled the covers off my body and slipped on a pair of pants. They smell of shame mixed with selfhatred. I could tell hookers were envolved with my night last night. I walked towards the door and opened it. I greeted the johova witness with a smile. He introduced himself as Josh. I inroduced myself as Fred.

I welcomed him into my home, and he accepted. Today I was determined to never have to deal with these people again, clearly telling them to leave is not good enough. I had to make him never want to return again.
I listened to him as he went on and on about how people must convert before it is to late, I listen and he kept going on and on. I began to doze off. He woke me up. I again dozed off. We did this about five times. On the sixth time I was pissed. He just didn't get the point. I felt bad, so I tried to avoid what was soon to come. He need to be told in a harsh way to leave. I again dozed off and he woke me up. That was the last time. I ripped the bible out of his hand and hit him in the head with it. He fell to the floor and let out a cry. I then hit him repeatively with the bible he screamed, we were in for some fun today.