Aiden's Page

So somehow I'm still alive. Don't ask me how. Actually I'll tell you how because once again I've nothing better to do with my time, who knows, maybe someone will read this one day and think: "there lived a freakin hero" or something of the like. It's not as if I'm going to live long anyway considering my life is about to get a lot crazier in the coming months. Did I tell you I have a medical condition that requires ongoing treatment? Diabetes - Type 1, incurable. I need vials of stuff to…

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I saw something crazy the other day. I knew there were some tough son's of bitches in my hometown but I didn't think gangs would actually continue to be a problem at such a time. I'd just finished preparing my dinner and turning on the gas stove when I heard what sounded like a loud argument going on just down the road. Hobbling to look out my front window sure enough I saw a posse with red beanies having a fist fight with a group of guys dressed all in black clothing. There were about seven of… Continue

It was just a joke. He didn't have to get so mad about it. Warren has always been a crazy bastard but this time I think he just went too far. Look I've never been a sensitive writer type but ever since the riots took over in town I've had nothing better to do apart from sleeping. I just have to get this down on paper and out of my head, after all who's going to read it apart from me? Everyone's dead or they have thier own shit to deal with. God I'm tired. I wish I could sleep 24 hours a day, at… Continue