The Town

The Thoughts of Doug MacRay After the Latest Hiest

     I need to get away from this living style. I need to settle down and start a family away from this lifestyle. I have always dated Krista off and on since teenagers. She will never change and do not need to have drinking and partying all the time with a new family. I am 33 years old now. I'm not the young kind anymore. I met someone while robbing a bank. Weird right? I like her and I can't get her out of my mind. I have been following her for the last couple months to see how she is doing but I don"t want to confront her due to my guilt at the bank. I tried to confront her in the laundromat but I think I scared her and she ran out without some her clothes. I went to the third floor of the building. Jem's place is the second floor and Krista's the first. I folded her clothes and brought them back the next day, same time, and gave them to her. She apologized about the previous day and how thoughtful it was to fold her clothes. I actually talked to her. We might be going on a date. Is she the one I can build a new life with? Time will tell.

Back Cover of The Town

     From reading the back cover that tells you a little about the book, I think the FBI Agent is going to make things rough for Doug MacRay trying to start a new life with Claire Keesey. I also think that rest of his thieves will dislike, shun, and beat him for leaving them because he is the one who makes the robberies successful. Doug will become an outsider to his group while trying to make himself clean. His last hiest-to-be will probably not go so good at Fenway Park, but I believe he will survive and escape it. In the end of the novel, I'm guessing that Claire and Doug will get married and move to a small town away from Boston.

Gene's Perspective Of Himself In A Seperate Piece

     Temptation. Temptation to have someones life in my hands and the opportunity to ruin it. It was so easy to jounce the limb. Do I really care about his potential or his life? I care about mine. Curiosity entered me and consumed me. It took control over me. What would it feel like to kill or hurt someone? What has happened to my feeling? Will I feel anything? I haven't felt any emotion about what I did to him and his future, not even a little bit. Is there something wrong with me? Why do I not care? Curiosity and temptation are to blame, not me, because I wasn't in control of happened. It was like someone else did it inside of me, and I didn't care what the outcome could be. Atleast my dreams are still alive. Right?

My "Mob" Experience

     I was a freshman and was playing in my first JV football game. I was nervous and excited at the same time. We were playing Three Forks at home. This one kid was being full of himself and was putting out the vibe that he was invincible. Stupid freshman. Coach called a running play in which I was a lead blocker. When the ball was hiked, I targeted this kid and hit him as hard as I could and delivered a low blow. I stood him up while Seth delivered a high blow at full steam. It rung this kid's bell pretty hard. He tried to start a fight and we provoked him to try. We got in each others faces and I was totally oblivious to everyone who was watching. There were about three of his friends backing him up with Seth and I for our team. The ref ended up breaking us up before any fighting had started and gave us a flag. Needless to say Seth and I didn't get to play for the rest of the half, and we couldn't wait until we got to play Three Forks again.

My TKAM Experience

     For the most part, I was a good and innocent child. I never got in any major trouble until about 7th grade. Since Kindergarten, Chance and I were always hanging out. I remember one day, while I was in the 2nd grade, I was at his house and we were playing G.I. Joes. We got bored of this so we decided to to see what Chase was up to. Chase and Chance were always harassing each other. We went upstairs Chase was listening to his music really loud. Then Chance got the idea to sneak in his room like a couple commandos and unplug his stereo. Knowing Chance, something significant was going to happen. When we breached his room with out him knowing the two 2nd graders were in his room with him, we unplugged the stereo. That in return unplugged a string of bad words. We hightailed it out of the room while his back was turned and went into a neighboring room. Their mom came up and chewed out Chase. Neither of them knew that a couple of 2nd grade "commandos" committed the uprising.

Simon's Letter

To anybody who finds this,

     If you are reading this, I have passed away into a new life. Don't weep for me because I know I'm in a place where I belong.
      The survivors of this island can tell you what happened on this island. I do not wish to talk about my life here.
     My family in London are well known. My father is a priest and my mother helps out our family, either at home or in the church. If not at my prep school, I was under Dad's wing. He is most peaceful and always has time for me, which is mostly questions. After being at school and seeing how the others act towards themselves and others, I find being with Dad relaxing and it gives me an inner content. I want to strive to be like him. Being well respected , always in control, and no care of what people think of him sounds like the person I want to grow up to be. In a couple years, Dad would have started to teach me how to walk with God and to train me to be a priest. When he passes on, I would have completed my training and been able to continue the church as priest.
     Whoever finds this letter, please give it to my parents and tell them all is well for I am with my older brother.

Sincerely,

Simon

My Fear

     My fear is the transition from being dependent of my family and friends to becoming totally independent. College is coming up. Where will I be located in Portland and after that? Where will life take me? How long will it take me to lose home sickness? I hate thinking that I'll a long way from my family friends. The only solution is time.
     Time is the only thing to cure the ailment of doubt for this particular case of fear. After I have made the full transition, I'm sure it'll be for the good and I'll enjoy this new chapter of life. I'll be able to make my own decisions on everything. Starting a new life sounds great, but the transition will be the hardest to overcome. Time is the only cure.

Piggy's Perspective

     Well...atleast we have something to protect us somewhat against the elements. It's about time we got something done that works. I wish I didn't have asthma...or atleast a less potent form of it. I'm not trying to prove myself among the others. I'm here to survive. It's a game now. One wrong move and it is game over. I may not be able to work as hard as everyone else but I'm smarter than all of them put together.
     Why didn't I take the chief position myself? I know I could lead and regain order, rather than allowing everyone to run around like a bunch of ants on an ant hill. Our priorities would have been straight, and Jack and his pets wouldn't pretend to be hunters anymore. I would not allow them to use that as an excuse to not do work.
     Ralph. Ralph is a hard worker. He leads by example mostly. He needs to face Jack and put him under his command. He needs to do the right thing in order to survive. Jack will tarnish him and I fear Ralph won't be the role models the little ones need.
     It's getting hard to find a clean cloth to wash my glasses. It's bugging me.

If I Was Stranded On An Island...

     If I was stranded on an island, it might be a good thing. But first, we need some background information. My family and I went on a cruise to Alaska for the second time. Only this time, some friends went with us to enjoy the state. But, we never got there. We shipwrecked and everyone drowned except for our party, because we payed a little extra money for premium life jackets. We ended up drifting to an island on a couple of wooden doors. On this island was an old hermit with a pretty cool living set up. It reminded me of the movie Swiss Family Robinson, only this time it was a snow environment. This hermit was dying and he was a nice old man. He made a deal with us. We got his island if we took care of him until he died. Long story short, we got the winter island. We found a satellite phone and I called some contacts of mine back in the lower 48. I found out that this island has never been discovered before. We ordered necessary supplies to be air dropped to our island. We decided to stay because we had fallen in love with the island, until we found out it was a soon to be active volcano. Our island was the cap of it and the rest of the volcano was buried in the murky water.
     One of our members has a degree in chemical and mechanical engineering. He found new elements on our island that had...strange characteristics. He explained what its properties were and how it could sustain energy from no source and it defies the laws of physics. He combined this element with a titanium alloy and made a pod that would protect us from the volcano and its effects. We all got in this pod, above ground, and waited until our island erupted. We were launched and the sense of being weightless soon engulfed us. Then we skidded across water. We opened our capsule. No land to be seen. Oh look! Another island!

Ten Things To Do In The Last 24 Hours Of My Life

1. Go skydiving because I like flying. If my parachute doesn't open, then oh well. I'm going to die anyway. It would be a good fall.
2. Race a cop and see how far I get before they pull me over, somehow. Maybe I could get the world record for longest police chase.
3. Go to the mx track and do some laps because I love riding.
4. Say goodbye to family because it's the right thing to do.
5. Eat a nice steak dinner with all the fixings. Who wants to die on an empty stomach?
6. Tell all the b..... girls to shove it because they need to hear it.
7. Rob a bank so my family be will set up well in the future. Colton can go to a decent college. Mom and Dad will have party money and go on a honeymoon they never had.
8. Go fishing one last time with my dog because it's relaxing. It allows me to decide what else I want to do before I die.
9.Go shoot monkeys in Africa. I hate monkeys.
10. Go scuba diving because it is awesome!