The Butchers Son

    It started with a right hook to my face which brought tears to my right eye, it was just like any other normal day, at least normal for me. I was used to being hit and beaten by the other kids, the only thing different was that it was my birthday. And for me that wasn't a good thing.     I grew up without a father and my mother died when I was young. After she had died I was sent to a home or and orphanage which I spent my early teen Years in. Everyone at the home calls me Danny, although I prefer Dan I'm use to it.

    On the day of my 16th birthday was when my life changed. Someone had finally come for me to take me away from this place. A man came to the home and told me he was my uncle and introduced himself to me with a warm handshake as he told me his name was Val and that I had a home now. Then I was told that i should pack up everything I had. Which at the time was everything I had on me I had nothing from my family or any pictures like a lot of the kids did. So i think it surprised him when I immediately said lets go.

    We drove through the town taking side streets to skip the lights. I was familiar with a lot of the buildings that is until we went deeper into town. We finally stopped at this shop, it would have looked like any other building except it was big really big it towered over the rest of the buildings for almost a block. When I asked my uncle what business owned it because there were no signs he said we did. After that he said now its time to meet your father, he had this smirk I liked when he said it, and that's when he took me around back to an old style butcher shop. Stunned still I by what he said, I fumbled for my next words, and somehow managed to spit out "my Father?". He just flashed his smirk and said you will understand with time. 

    When we got there instead of going through the front like the rest of the customers we went to the back alley where the loading docks were. It was dark but a new kind of dark, no thanks to the dark storm clouds which hung overhead, but due to the terrifying feeling that it left to root deep with in me to my core. It sent a cold shiver throughout my entire being that resonated off every bone and chilled every surface. The feeling didn't leave me even after we had gone inside but was rather covered up or put away by the rush of thoughts that went flying around in my head. We were where they loaded up the meat into the giant freezer room, that's when I started to think isn't some of this stuff out of place there were a lot of crates along the walls with ice caked on them. There was also a lot of people back here it was very busy, maybe it just seemed that way because my uncle Val kept on pushing me through the room not letting me look around much. Right as we were about to go to the next room something caught my eye something hanging with the frozen life stock I couldn't see the whole figure of what was hanging there where the frozen meat should have been but to me it looked like a human hand. A human hand purplish blue frozen like the rest of the hanging life stock, that's when I thought to my self I must be imagining things, yet my mind was still trying to connect the dots. Nervously I walked down the stairs to where my uncle said we were gonna meet my father my mind racing contemplating what i had just seen trying to understand. My heart racing as i knew i was about to meet the father i thought had died before i was born. My uncle opened the door and i walked through to see a very elegantly decorated room with a large desk in the along the far  wall in front of the giant mirror glass window which acted like that accent wall of the room. There were many things that looked very expensive they were in cases along the walls lit up by green lights coming from the bottom of the case. As i walked towards the man I always wish i knew, the man I thought never existed, my father. He was in a large fancy dark cherry oak colored leather chair and speaking to someone on the phone looking out onto the busy street through the wall of glass. My uncle went up to him and whispered that I was here and he abruptly hung up the phone and turned his chair to face me and smiled as he said "Hello, my son." I was lost for words, I knew I should respond but instead tears welled up in my eyes and and i smiled back, forgetting everything that I had saw. I didn't care anymore, because I realized all I wanted, all that I ever wanted was to meet this man and to have a father who would call me son.

    After my being reunited with my father, my uncle left the room, and I was alone to speak to my father but before I could say a word he spoke.

He said "Son i know there are probably a lot of questions that you want to ask me. Unfortunately i cannot answer them all yet, because there are many things you wont understand about the life that is now set before you."

  After he spoke those words, my mind began to spit out questions which bounced around in my head. Yet again before i could formulate a sentence he spoke again this time the smile on his face turned into a grin which made me realize that there was a large scar that ran across his mouth curving downward with his chin and stretching far across his right cheek and stopped below his eye. This time he said: "I here that you are a very observant kid and also seem to be very intelligent as well. Your Uncle Val told me that you seem to have seen part of our business already." I responded with "What do you mean?" This made his grin turn back to the smile he had before. This time he got out of his chair and walked over to me and put his hand on my shoulder and said "Why don't I show you."

    He walked to the door and motioned for me to fallow, so I did. Together we went back up the stairs to where the freezer room was and walked in. The energy of the room was different then before, everyone seemed to be aware of our presence in the room and stopped what they were doing to greet my father and me, First they greeted him with a "Hey Boss" and then to me with a more casual "Hey." We both seemed to respond with a wave except my father didn't smile or look like he had any emotion on his face at all, just cold like the room. We kept walking zig-zagging through the frozen life stock hanging from the hooks which creeped me out before until we came to a large freezer box in the corner of the room. Everyone watched us with the same frozen emotionless face that my father had, I could feel their eyes on the back of my head. My father turned to and said in a sharp but firm and even voice "What you are about to see you must never speak of to anyone!" Then he opened the giant freezer box and motioned for me to look inside of it, i slowly made my way to the edge and looked inside. What I saw would be burned inside my mind forever! I knew now my whole life was going to change but it didn't matter I didn't care. Thats when when I threw up! The thing i thought i had seen, the hand, i recognized in that freezer box but this time it was less human looking now it had not only one form but many there was no hanging body anymore just pieces of it. The body was frozen then butchered like all the rest of the life stock in the room. My father then said to me the most important words of my life, "Welcome to the Family." I understood the double meaning that he placed in those words immediately! I was not only being introduced to my blood family but i was also being inducted into "The Family." My father was Al "The Butcher" Sgarriste the cleaner of the Mob, and that’s how I was reunited with my family, I am the Butcher's son. I finally found my place as a son of the Mob.

Week three - no posting? again? or lost... not sure... time to get this right 0/20

Week two - Aug.24-28

Hey sorry i think i keep putting them in the wrong place

Hey! If you can show me where... I will give you credit for them!

but i have been doing them.

anyways i will start putting them here so we shouldnt have to many issues with that anymore.

For this week i would like to start about some of the stories we have read in the last few days, like the most recent one The Fall of The House of Usher.  Its pretty clear that the story is about madness for one the characters are creepy and pretty messed up in the head! Another thing that adds to the madness is how Poe has the whole dark theme going on in the story, the spooky looking house with the decayed trees, seriously who in the right mind would go there its like that old creepy house that your parents tell you avoid cuz they think its haunted or something. The Narrator must be crazy to have gone there anyways i still dont see what compelled him to do it anyways or why he stayed so long in the first place. Anyways i hope there are more stories like this i like the horror stories and mysteries the most im a picky reader!

 Well, you do need 2 entries per week... so I hope you can do that this week.  Glad you like mystery/horror tales... there will be a couple this week that you might like.

Nick: I found your stuff... You made a whole new page instead of posting on the one in the sidebar! So I gave you credit for doing this one... be sure to shoot for 100 words per entry.

Week one - Aug. 17-21

To Mrs. Staude I would like to say I like the way this class is set up it is a very comfortable and fun learning environment compared to most lit classes which usually are dull and seem to drag on and on.  I also like the stories that we are reading they arent hard to understand or comprehend. I hope this class stays like this the rest of the year!

So far I really dont have a favorite story but i will say that they do make you want to keep reading them even though you know that most of the time you will be disappointed with how the story ends. I also feel kinda indifferent about how the authors seem to leave the stories with an open ending sometimes it proves to be frustrating and sometimes it make you think alot. All in all i hope the stories dont get boring.

Week 4

Hey, I'm sorry I'm having trouble with this wiki thing I'm gonna have to get on that . There was some really cool stories lately i liked the last few anyways. The Sniper was a retty interesting story a kind of twist of fate and ironic ending i thought something that you didn't expect from the time you start reading it. One of the other stories i liked was the one we read for today D.P. it makes you think how terrible it was for Karl how hard it must of been for him and how much worse even peter had it because he could remember his family. It makes you ask yourself what you would do in a situation like that, how he is discriminated against for being colored and American during the war, where would he be sent back too all he knows is in germany he only speaks German how can you send him away, yet he wants to be with the soldier who will most likely never come back for him breaking his promise. That alone brings up another question how will Karl take it if the soldier doesn't come back like he promised? Either way hes gonna have a really hard time...

The ending was pretty depressing if you get down to it! Like i said before what if the soldier doesnt come back or what if he does? if he doesnt the boy will be crushed and mightend up like peter all bitterness all the time, and if he does will they go back to America and if they do willt he boy  be accepted? Im thinking most likely not and i bet it wouldnt be to good for the lietenant either. The story could have many endings if you think about it, it was left open enough for that much thats for sure, although i think the ending is up to the person reading it. In my opinion i dont think that the lietenant will be coming back ever, it would probably be best that he stay in germany too because the United States back then was and still remains very prejudice.

I hope we have some more good stories coming up looking forward to them and i think i have a good idea for my short story now too i've been piecing ideas together for awhile so i hope it comes out good.

Week 5

wiki 5 - enjoyed your posts this week. Your "bucket list" is interesting... I am guessing #9 & 11 would freak out those who love you! :-)

1.First off in the story "From Mother With Love" i think there is way too much Emotional drama it is taken to an extreme that makes the story rediculous and loses the intrest of the reader, at least it did for me.  Would i want to live in a family that kept secrets definitly no. Why, because i think people who keep secrets or something from someone especially if it is an adult keeping a secret from a kid family or not is rediculous. I think it is a discrimination based on the fact that older people think they are smarter then people who are "kids" when infact it is often the other way around. Now that is just me, i dont believe in keeping a secret unless in doing it life is better for everyone like knowing the end of the world, other then that i dont see any reason you cant tell someone the truth or everything that should know. If i was Minta i would be kinda upset well more then upset cuz i hate it when adults look down at kids because they dont think we are capable of couping with the problem.

2. My Bucket List

1. I would like to have a family

2. I would like to live in euroupe

3. I would like to travel all over the world

4. I would like to start my own buisness

5. do something dangerous for a job

6. learn to fly a plane

7. own a boat and live by the water

8. go too italy

9. be apart of something revolutionary

10. live a long life with my family

11. partipate in a war

12. ride in a train