Evan Ruckle's Narrative

Evan Ruckle
Language Arts 6-7hr
Mrs. Ott
September 18, 2009
The Church called
The Way of Life
Jim said “@*& you Michael, Patriots own!”
Michael said “shut the h*ll up you @$$hole. The bears are way better, the only reason they won was because those $%@^@!s Paid the Bears to lose!”
Jim then said “I’m f*& ^ing done with you,” and left the building.
The church is usually like this, most people that go there are overcoming their addictions to alcohol and drugs but a lot say its home! The pastor is a skitzafrantic and has mental problems.”
“My name is Bobby Leeroi and I’ve killed 2 children when I was 15 and 16. I’m 17 now and I’ve been going to therapy for over a year but I don’t think its working, that’s why I came here. The church has people just like me and I love seeing that everyone is different.”
“I couldn’t wait until Sunday to come and when it finally did I didn’t want to go. I knew today would be disappointing. I walked into the church and I tripped over a passed out 21 year old on the floor. He must have been new because I’ve never seen him before. I looked at him and said welcome to hell, then walked off quietly. When the pastor came in and went to his podium we all sat down. Mostly everyone was screaming at each other until Matthew Lopint finally said “SHUT UP”!! The church quieted down, he started the hyms. It wasn’t until minutes into the church service that noticed that the drunk that I tripped over this morning was next to me. He was half asleep but still paying attention. He looked at me and said “what are you lookin’ at? I said nothing and turned around quickly. The pastor walked down the isle while people said names that they wanted him to pray for. Most people said names of their kids and family. When he was walking by me the drunk said “My addict shuuun to beiir!”.
The church was coming to a screeching stop. We started the ending hyms when the drunk said “waas yer (hiccup) nam.. son??
I slowly said “Bobby, Baa-ba-Bobby Leeroi, Yours?”
“Jack Louise.” Said the dru- Jack Louise.”
I said, “good to know and scooted over.”
“I thought I was done with him but of course next Sunday, he started off church sitting next to me talking about his life. I was about to blow a fuse when we were praying and he was talking bout’ whiskey and how he drinks it everyday and this one time he passed out in the street and almost got hit by a car.”
“Hahaha haeccup!” He laughed about what he said then fell asleep.
At the end of church I fled the building faster than a little kid running out of a haunted house.
I got a phone call today, guess who it was. None other than the drunk from the church. He told me about how he got home without drinking anything and how he is trying to stop his addiction to alcohol. After 10minutes I actually starting listening to the guy and how he is suffering from this. He has problems just like me and I felt like he was opening to me, so I started talking about my problems. After a couple of hours I hung up.
The week ended and started again on Sunday. I couldn’t wait to go, so I could say what to pray for. When I got to the church I saw a bunch of people outside of the doors. I walked up and asked a lady what was going on.
She said “The doors are chained shut, nobody can get in.”
“What? Let’s go get through a window.” I said.
We walked around the side and found a window. It was open! Wow, what a cosquencedence. We all got into the church from the window, I was first. We all looked around and then we saw it! The most terrifying most have seen, the pastor was…..hung from the ceiling.
“Oh my god!” Said most of them gasping.
The pastor was hung in front of his podium from the ceiling. No one knew why but guess who they thought did this? None other then the murderer in the building.
“Hey! That Bobby kid murdered two kids. He probally did it! Get him!”
They all came running at me like wild rhinoceros from the Echo Red Footwear commercial. They grabbed me screaming and cussing at me. They tied up my hands and feet. They got a rope and tied around my head in the perfect knot for death. As they were tying the rope to the ceiling I was screaming.
“Please don’t! I didn’t do it! Please don’t! I screamed.
They pulled me up close to the ceiling and were about to drop me when Jack Louise ran in with a broken off beer bottle and started fighting people.’
“Geteey off hiem mates? Now!” He said as he hit a guy in the back of the head knocking him unconscious. One guy shot at him but hit another guy and his brother started hitting him and the whole church went out into a brawl. I fell down and the rope fell off my neck and I was free.
“Jack! I said. Where are you?”
I heard “oveer hare boy!”
I followed the voice and I found him stabbed lying down by the wall.
I said “what happened? Let me help you.”
I took the knife out of him and he started bleeding more. I didn’t know what to do. I tried to pick him up but he was to heavy.
I started screaming “Stop, please someone help me!”
A woman came over saying “Jack, what happened? I told you not to do anything dangerous! You can die, your heart is very weak from all the alcohol.”
She must have been his therapist because she knew everything about him like his mom. She helped me pick him up and we left the church heading to the hospital.
Finally the women broke the silence saying “My name is Julie Bosther, I’m Jack’s therapist helping him overcome his addiction to alcohol.”
“I’m bobby, Jacks friend.”
“Yo shure are mate!” Jack said drousily
I could see he was dying fast.
“We have to hurry” I said as we got into her car.
She drove off faster than a momma cheetah running to her son getting killed. We got as far as a block from the hospital when a cop started up behind us. We didn’t stop. We got to the hospital and got out carrying Jack up to the door. The cop must have known we had someone hurt because he stopped got out looked at us then got back in, shut his siren off and left.
We pulled up to the desk and the women said “We need a doctor fast, we have someone dying.
The woman at the desk said “Yes Ma’m and said it’ll only take a few minutes.
“Now! We need someone now!” said the woman.
A nurse ran over and said “follow me.”
We followed her into an Emergency room and she started giving medical attention to Jack.
A doctor came in and said briskly “you need to leave while we do this.”
We left the room and went to the waiting room and sat. Almost 4 hours went by and a doctor started walking to us from the room.
He said “We don’t know what will happen to him. We gave him everything we had but he still he isn’t responding. His heart is dying slowly but surely. He got stabbed right in an important artery and he wont stop bleeding. I would think the worst. Sorry.” He quickly said.
“No! He cant die, god da**it! Why? Why!” I screamed
I left the hospital and went home. I laid in bed all day crying.
Finally I got a phone call from the hospital.
The voice on the telephone said. “I’m sorry Jack Louise is gone. His heart stopped a few hours ago. We tried everything we could but he’s gone.
I waited a few seconds then finally said. “Ok, thanks for the call doctor.”
I walked out into the rain and I walked to the church. It was deserted except for a bunch of blood, glass, the hung pastor and 2 dead guys bleeding all over the wooden floor. I went over by the pastor and I grabbed his jacket crying. A rolled up piece of paper fell out of his jacket pocket.
I picked it up and read it, it said. “Dear church! This is your pastor speaking. I saw that the church was going to be invaded by Hell’s demons. They were coming to kill me. I took the easy way out! Now that you’re reading this I just like to tell you that the church doesn’t help you at all. You freaking messed up people would have finished me off anyways. I hate you all I shall say.”
I was more confused than a frito in a bag of cheetos. I didn’t know what to do but I knew that it meant this church is worthless and I’ve been wasting my time. I’ve killed children, at the beginning of their life. I guess I have to take the easy way out also…..
I got the rope ready(it was already hung from earlier). I put it around my head, put a chair beneath my foot and kicked it away……