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Montgomery Reid Chapter 1
By tobycompy2.0
Montgomery Reid
Hello, do you know what I think about life? About every little aspect? About
paying your taxes. Sitting back on the couch watching television?
I'm gonna tell you a story, that people don't want me to tell you. You may not think its very extraordinary, but, well it felt pretty extraordinary when I was experiencing it.
I woke up on a Sunday morning and looked around for a moment. I had a strange feeling.. that today wasn't going to be normal. Now I must warn you, I'm not the greatest story-teller, I'm just telling it to you.
When I woke up, I looked around. I had had an Eight hour sleep. Had a little bit to drink on Saturday, and now it was time to get up and go to church. I won't tell you what religion I'm in. Because, frankly I'm not in a religion.
I'm not a member of any of them. I will get up, and go to a church. I've been to the same ones before, I've gone to Catholic churches, Prodestant churches, Mormon churches (and they're not polygamous, just one wife and a bunch of kids), Jewish churches, Unitarian churches. Geez, I really have been to a lot of churches.
So I got up, and I thought, which Church should I go to today? Maybe I would check out how the Mormons are doing.
But what I didn't realize, is I wouldn't get far enough to the church, or any church. Something would just happen.
I'm very big on Conspiracy Theories, I don't believe a word that Astronauts are on the Moon yet, Lee Harvey Oswald didn't kill J.F.K., and even though common-sense gets the better of me, every so often, I question the holocaust.
Its ridiculous, I know, but its me. I graduated from Harvard Law, I was going to be an Attourney. Everything just... went down the drain. I just didn't pursue it. Right now, I don't work, but I'm quite wealthy, because my parents were both murdered two years ago and they were rich, being their only son, I inherited the money.
I know what your thinking. How could I possibly speak about my parent's deat like that? Well, it happened when I was 21, I'm 23 now.
They were both shot and killed at gunpoint. Robbers ramsacked their house, but their money was in a safe at the bank that they owned.
So, the real reason I didn't feel that bad at their funeral is because they never really paid attention to me. I really liked when Uncle Montgomery came over, yeah we have the same name, coincidence? No.
But Uncle Monty was a nice guy, he would play legos with me when I was six, play action figures with me when I was seven, and video games when I was Eight until now.
Right now he's got cancer, but the doctors think that he'll get through it. Its like its not even effecting him.
I got up from my bed and walked over to my bathroom. I lived in an apartment with my roommate, Jeff. He had recently declared bankruptcy and was living with me, he paid 1/5 of the rent. I go easy on him, since I am a millionare that lives in an apartment.
Houses are too annoying, you gotta worry about your own stuff. Yeah, sure I could hire a maid, but I don't trust many people besides Jeff and Monty.
I went to the kitchen and fixed something to eat and turned on my Television. Earthquake, Helicopter crash, it has to be horrible news to be news. Why can't they just ever say something like: Everything's fine today, no one's been killed.
By the way, I live in Miami. Just thought I'd run that by you.
After I got some cereal, (I must have every single brand in cupboard) I got on clothes, took a shower, all that stuff, while Jeff still slept, I walked out the door heading for a church.
(More soon... if you guys like it)
1/17/2003 12:48:15 AM
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