Two men sit comfortable in a office looking over a room with at least 200 people working there. The first man picks up a cut and swishes it then takes a drink. He points down at the workers and says. "See him? He is Jon he has been working here since he was 19. He is one of my best workers." The other man looked down on all the men trying to figure out witch one he was pointing at. "Do you mean that man in the brown shirt and glasses?" the man asked, a bit confused. "Yes" The other man quickly replied as he sat down is drink and continues to look down on all his workers. The other man looks again at Jon, "He looks to be a bit old. how old is he? The man questioned. The other man chuckled as he replied "He is 43 he has been working here for so long. he doesn?t even have a family...but he has made me so much money." The other man gasped, "That is horrible!...but I guess that?s how business goes.
Down at Jon?s work space Jon worked like always. He always worked everyday. On his days off he just sat around his house. As Jon typed on the computer his mind started to wonder. For the first time in many years he started to think of his old high school girl friend and all his old friends he had. Today he had no friends. All the co-workers kept away from him. He thought about his parents that he hadn?t seen in a very long time. He wondered if they where dead and why they hadn?t contacted him. He thought of his phone. The only calls he got were ads that he just hung up on. Jon looked up at the main office, the place he was wasting his life for. To him it just seemed like a dark window in the wall. He stood up and looked around him. His workspace was just as it was when he first got there but with more papers. Something flashed in his mind. He quickly looked through all the papers, throwing them on the ground. After throwing just about all the papers on the ground he found a old picture. It was of him and his friend right before they got out of high school. He thought about each one as a tear came to his eye. He fell to his knees and sat there for at least 20 minutes before he got up and walked out.
ending 1
As he left the doors of the building he thought about killing them all. Killing his boss for wasting his life. Then he thought of him mom. His mom was always so nice even to mean people. So he just kept walking. After a mile or so he seen a bar. So he walked in. He set down on a stool and laid his head down. Hours later a girl woke him up. His vision was blurry as he woke up. It was dark out. Then his vision cleared. He looked at the girl who woke him. It was his old girlfriend. A smile come over his face as he hugged her.
ending 2
As Jon walks out the door he thinks about killing everyone. especially his boss for wasting his life. he walks along the street as he plot how to kill them all. He bumps into a post drop box. Then he leans against it. It seemed to be a sign. A gun shop was right in front of him. And his bank behind. An evil smile came over his weathered face. He stumbles toward the back with great anticipation the smile on his face from cheek to cheek. He has a quick pace across the large street not even looking where he is going. He starts to let off small chuckles as the plan becomes clear to him. He would get a gun with a silencer and go to work with the gun and ask to see the boss. He would walk in and shake his hand with a smile then sit down and tell him than he quits. He would pull out the gun and shoot him in the head and watch as he slides down the wall with a trail of blood behind him. Then he would go through the office and kill random people. Just to watch them squirm. He let of a evil laugh as he thought about it. He took another step as a truck ran him down ripping him into two pieces. His legs got stuck on the truck as his body rolled away with a slime. Until it stopped. The man in the truck ran to him. He was dead with a smile.
To Kill or Not to Kill
By: Kuroi Ryu
Updated: Saturday, 17 July 2004 12:43 AM PDT
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