There's something wrong with me. I don't know exactly what it is, but I just don't feel normal. I have these thoughts that I like to put into writing. Writing gives me an out to everyday stress. Some things I write about are personal experiences that I've had. Everything I write about is something that I know to be true. I hope you like reading my stories as much as I like writing them. Hopefully I can write them down in a way that will eventually make me money, time will tell.
My passion is ...
writing, sports, and the unknown
I know too much about ...
criminal law
My parents always told me ...
that I can be whatever I want be
My childhood ambition ...
become a police officer
My favorite memory ...
the birth of my children
Why I write ...
It releases the darker side of me that I keep behind lock and key
What I am reading/watching/listening to ...
Stephen King's Insomnia/I'm listening to Kiss, huge fan, still)
My first job ...
I worked for a auto parts factory
My best moment ...
becoming a father
My inspiration ...
Jesus.....................
Greg Johnson was a dedicated bureau investigator. He walked around the blood soaked living room that had once belonged to the Wilson family. He had been through the files and photographs of the crime scene and accepted the fact that Jeremy Wilson had been killed on the living room couch. An axe, with Jeremy's wife's fingerprints, had been recovered from the scene. Jeremy's wife, Celia, and their 9 year old son, Rob, were missing. The house was dark, save for the small ray of light provided by Greg's penlight. He made his way up the carpeted staircase into Rob's bedroom. It was a typical 9 ...
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