Cruel Twist of Fate

By Timothy Rodgers

As a 13 year-old junior high student who like sports and video games; typically, Will presses his luck. Will faces circumstances that can happen to anyone. His choices alone; however, are what lead him to the outcome he chooses.

In the absence of Will's father, Will and his Mom live with his Grandma. Will's life was not always the easiest even though his Mother has seen to it that he has not gone without. Will is a well-loved boy and the outcome of this story shocks the whole the local community.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Timothy Rodgers
• Release date: Jan 6, 2014
• ISBN: 9781311744722

Timothy Rodgers

I am a simple guy dealing with some complicated issues.I believe there should be no compromise when it comes to the Bill of Rights. People are supposed to be the focal point of our Republic.I now utilize the tenth amendment to state that the U.S. Government is unfit to remain in authority or represent justice. Per the tenth amendment, the will of the people is to come before anything to include special interest groups and political parties. We all have the right to have a government that represents us. This government clearly and openly does not.Every rights violation committed either by someone or something to include governments, is an act of war. There are many ways to attack others without the use of violence. I have been through and continue to endure that relentless experience myself. Such violations are often protected by law even though they are outside the purpose of government to begin with.Perception: Govt. is doing it's job taking care of disabled veterans.Reality: Veteran suicides at epidemic levels because so many being left without.Perception: EPA protects the environment and cares about our safety. If they say the water is safe to drink, it must be.Reality: Fracking is causing earthquakes and the people who consume the post processed water they are told is safe to drink, face severe physical health effects.Perception: If the government tells someone's family they committed suicide in jail, it must always be the truth.Reality: Sometimes someone paid someone else who could create the opportunity to kill the victim who is believed to have taken their own life. People use the government in this fashion to get away with murder all the time. No one looks for a killer when everyone thinks the victim did it to themselves. Easily, one of the cruelest and unjust forms of social selection.Perception: Money acting as free speech helps entrepreneurs advertise.Reality: Money unconstitutionally acting as a "legal" form of free speech is effectively silencing the voices of common people within both the advertising markets and the government.Perception: If the U.S. Govt. came into contact with E.T.s, they would tell the public about it. They have to, why wouldn't they? Reality: U.S. Govt has been aware of other advanced life for over 70 years. It was decided that such information would be kept classified and secret before Admiral Byrd could even return from the Antarctic Expedition known as Operation: High Jump. Around that time was when what was our once Constitutional Republic, first became compromised.

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Cruel Twist of Fate

By Timothy Rodgers

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Table of Contents:

One Last Moment

Almost Three Weeks Earlier

In the Middle of that Night

Ready for the Weekend

A Night to Remember

A Little Over a Week and a Half Later on My Birthday

The Next Morning

One Last Moment

I have shamed myself beyond accepting. My immaturity has cost me so dearly. I wipe the tears from my eyes again. The only time in my short 13 year life I have cried more probably was when I was a baby. At this point in time, there was no debate or alternatives. There was only one thing left to do I realized as more drops trickled from my eyes. I sadly looked down at the picture again.

I could not believe what I had done. I can't even admit it to myself and there is no changing it. I do not deserve to say her name. I do not deserve to remember her face; yet, I could not look away. What happened is my fault and there is no one that can do anything about it. I inhale deeply to suck the snot out of my sinuses so that I can breath enough to complete my final task. I hated the thought of doing this where I was, but there was no other place. Standing on the table in the middle of an office, I run a short rope around the architectural wooden beam. I tie a sturdy noose at the bottom.

I jump down off of the table after I double-check the knots. I had to be sure that they were solid. I push the table aside because there was not a moment to waste. I pull one of the chairs out and use it to prop myself up. I stick my head in through the loop and slide the rope securely around my neck. With the picture still in hand; tragically, I give it once last glance. The pain I am enduring is overwhelming. I am scared of dying even though I know