MR ALIOSKI“You know, the ancient Egyptians had a beautiful belief about death. When their souls got to the entrance to heaven, the guards asked two questions. Their answers determined whether they were able to enter or not. ‘Have you found joy in your life?’ ‘Has your life brought joy to others?’”“The Bucket List” (2007).I am not blank on this.You do not even need to look far to find the answer!Even if a third question was asked, I still would have the same answer for it.My life has brought neither joy to me nor to others. Rather, it has been an endless tunnel of pain to those it has touched. I can't even count the numbers.It was not meant to be like this. I used to love and be loved; I used to give joy and receive the same. To most people, I meant the world to them; to me, the world meant everything. Everything that could possibly go right was fitting in, piece after piece. I had my job, raking in hundreds of thousands of American dollars. I had even appeared in

Everyone, or maybe I should not speak for all…but at least, most people are of the opinion that not taking a risk is the biggest risk. I believe that, too, but what I cannot deny is that the risk I'm taking now is the biggest risk. It is one that, whatever way it turns out, puts me in the spotlight. If I die fighting, I will be remembered as the famous TV presenter who died in the Cincinnati massacre. But if I am able to put an end to his reign of terror, I will be remembered as the famous TV presenter who fought and defeated the faceless Cincinnati assassin…twice! That will trump whatever trophy I have garnered in my cabinet. Imagine the ladies in their sexy bikinis shouting my name at Santa Monica Beach, asking me to sign an autograph on their boobs, big and small!You can't beat that!I was actually clueless!I had left the house with nothing of defense, except my hands and feet…add my strong will to the list. I had no fucking idea where he was, nor did I know how to fight him. He

That's how I ended up locked behind bars for the next two weeks. It's one experience that will continue to leave a very bitter taste in my mouth. The inmates at the prison block treated me so badly, like the heartless murderer the entire city had tagged me."All hail the celebrity killer!," they would often taunt me.Everyday was like a hell in a cell, a constant reminder of what they had made me become that I was not.I had managed to grab myself a new lawyer, even though I wasn't sure to what end. And he made sure to confirm what I already knew.He had walked in, wearing a gloomy face. He looked at me for a moment and then looked away almost instantly."Hey, what is wrong?," I asked him, trying to get him to look at me."Everything," he just said, not even bothering to look my way."Then talk to me about it." I guess I already had an inkling what he wanted to say."I can't help you""Why?""Hey, you know I would love to, but my family comes first. I would not want to put them at ris

JASONTo be alive is underrated.Is there anyone luckier than I am?I had just gone through the shadows of hell…And returned!I couldn't have been more lucky!"If she finds out what happened here, I will come after your parents, including everyone you love, and then, I will save the last and best for you. I guess you know better what that means," he said to me, referring to Kianna as 'she.' "I swear by anything, I will not tell her!," I frantically said."It's your choice. Whichever way, you lose""Thank you."He ordered the men to transport me back to a 'safe place,' as he put it. They waited until it was midnight before they embarked on the journey. Just as they had done the first time, I was blindfolded and tied up as they put me in their van and drove off. I can't tell for how long we rode on the bumpy road, but it was a hell of a journey. I was in excruciating pain all through. My left leg hurt so much from the gunshot he had fired. Even though they had hurriedly

JASONSometimes, you never know how much you mean to people until you are lost. Well, maybe 'lost' isn't the right word to describe the feeling, but, whatever, it makes sense to sometimes go under the radar just to know whether your life counts for the right reasons.Valle de Guadalupe was the place."It will cost you a lot of money to get to New Jersey from here, and I don't have any money on me," Mr Alvarez had said to me.I didn't give a fuck how it happened, but I just wanted to get back home to my family that night. I didn't think it was safe out there, and I did not want to put the lives of Mr Alvarez and his life, Alice, at risk. So, I tried to bargain with him."I don't have any money on me, but, see," I said, pulling off the only asset I had on me. It was an old gold necklace my grandfather had given to me the day I turned eighteen. I don't know what it's worth now, but I hope it's worth my safety. "Here, take it, it's all yours, if you can let me use your vehicle