guarding the corner shop

Things in life aint always quite what they seem there's more than one given angle to any one given scene, so bare that in mind next time you try to intervien on any one given angle of any one given scene. - My name is paul

My name is paul

Im a guard and i injoy my job. My boss i admire for he has made this shop better than most dumps, he's taught me all the tricks of the trade. Even the things where not meant to kno like some rules have to be bent because these thieveng pricks aint our friends. You gotta stick up for own, your guards become your family.

The other day my boss got stabbed by some low life pyscho. Came into the store with vengence on his face like my boss had done something to him. Was hiding a knife in his pocket not that any of us noticed , had it well concealed. I feel bad cause i shud of picked up on that but the lad had a nice face and just asked to see a guy that had seen his brother. Suddenly tho my boss comes out and this kids on him like a flash drawing this knife outtta nowhere and thrusting it repatdly into my boss. He's in hospital now, showing no fear tho cause if he dies there he'll be dieing a hero.

Author's Note

Again.. i dont like this piece.. its just here