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to LIKE comment and subscribe to my channel I hate my job I hate selling
days in my life while barely earning enough to even sustain it I hate my boss
who tells me I'm lucky to find stable work in such an uncertain world I hate
my friends who treat dreams like unfortunate symptom of youth that need
to be outgrown and most of all I hate myself for not doing anything to change
I keep waking up at the same time every day to sit in traffic I read the same
lines on the same billboard with the same happy models leering down at me I
don't think I could go on if I thought this was all there was but if I'm
waiting then I don't know what I'm waiting for
that's why I started listening to self-help tapes in the car motivational
speakers would tell me about how I had the power to change my life and for a
few minutes at a time I believed them that obstacles no matter how great they
were were only in my mind that anyone could be happy if they just willed hard
enough and if I wasn't happy yet then I just had to buy another book and keep
trying my favourite speaker was a guy named John fallow who claims he used to
be a day laborer making less than minimum wage when there weren't any jobs
available his fellow workers would play cards or chat but he kept going door to
door knocking on businesses until he found one that needed work done pretty
soon John had enough clients and extra money
they started hiring the other laborers to work for him instead the more jobs he
got the more workers he hired until low and behold he was running a business of
his own then they had a second location and a third and before you know it he
was a millionaire with 500 stores across the country it was never about the money
says the guy selling $30 autour whoops he gave it all up so he could give
motivational speeches and help others achieve their dreams and sure it was a
lot of hard work and took many many years but he was the man he wanted to be
doing the things he loved to do and that's all that mattered in the world of
course hard work isn't the only way to solve your problems
John said on one of his tapes in fact there's a lot of you who are probably
getting discouraged right now because you were hoping for a shortcut well I've
got good news for you because there's a solution as easy as apple pie you go on
now and kill yourself tonight I couldn't believe I heard that right I had to
rewind but there it was are you too fat well diet and exercise
is a lot of work but you could put a gun in your mouth and never eat again
or maybe you're feeling down because your relationship didn't work the way
you wanted no problemo just slip on that noose and suddenly your ex will be the
one who hates herself not you John's warm bubbling voice didn't miss a
beat as he proceeded to list a number of foolproof ways to die 100% satisfaction
guaranteed now some of you are probably skeptical that this is the right choice
for you but don't you fret about it I'll be hosting live demonstrations across
the country so check my website for details and come and see if suicide is
right for you part incredulous and part morbid curiosity I visited his web site
and found he was hosting an event in my city next week sure enough his web site
had a video of him standing on stage with a man who hung from rafters by his
neck the crowd was cheering like wild as the dying man's body was wracked with
its final spasms john fallow lifted the dying man's hand to reveal it giving a
thumbs-up and the crowd cheered even harder as though their team had to
scored the final goal I bought a ticket and printed out the confirmation code I
don't know why I did it but for the first time in a long time I really felt
like I had something to look forward to John was a man's man rugged and handsome
as they come he wore a cowboy hat pulled low over one eye faded Levis and a
button-up shirt the day of the event he greeted everyone at the front door with
a firm handshake and a beaming smile laughing and carrying on with people he
just met like they were his oldest friends I expected there to be at least
a little outrage but everyone who showed up seemed legitimately happy to be there
the feeling was contagious and by the time I sat down with the rest of the
audience I already knew several people by name silly old me
I forgot what speech you all came to hear John fallow announced from the
stage was it the one about working hard from morning till night day in and day
out no chorus 100 voices around me I was half surprised to recognize my own as
one of them how about the speech about it being your fault if you weren't happy
because you aren't trying hard enough no so you're telling me all you find
folks showed up just to hear how to fix all your problems at once in less than
five minutes that's what you want to hear the enthusiasm was deafening John
fallow mimed whipping out a pair of pistols from an imaginary belt and
rattled off shots into the audience everyone remotely close to the line of
fire made a dramatic show of taking the bullet and collapsing back with great
big grants on their faces then tears began an ocean of sound beating against
my eardrums well let's get started then John roared how about a volunteer come
on now don't be shy there ain't nobody going to look down on you where you're
going a sea of hands like a flock of birds all taking flight at once John
stepped down from the stage and took an open hand of a middle-aged woman to help
her out onto the spotlight he led her to a stool where she sat down what's your
name gorgeous he asked woman swooned and mumbled
something I couldn't hear Caitlin is that right John said in his booming
voice tell me Caitlin what's wrong with your life
loud and clear come on now I was supposed to get promoted this year
she said her voice trembling but audible they gave the job to some young slut
instead well you weren't getting any younger sweetheart it's only going to
get worse from here she not even smiled as though that's exactly what she wanted
to hear I got just the thing for you though
John said a little medicine for what ails you
he produced a pill from a small leather bag in his pocket and offered it to her
she snatched it gratefully and clutched it in both hands that's gonna take the
sting right out go on now one quick swallow cyanide tastes awful
if you let it dissolve in your mouth I watched with horrified fascination as
Caitlin tossed the pill back and washed it down with a water bottle that John
offered her she gave the feeble smiles her face flushed right read the room
watched in anxious silence as she started panting for breath each labored
heave more desperate than the last almost there hon John whispered his
microphone washing the sound over the audience
let's see those bastards at work take this one away from you
Caitlin fell off her stool and began rolling around on the ground the
audience began to loop and whistle within seconds Caitlin lay still two men
wearing staff shirts hustled out to drag her off the stage there's a brief
silence when she stopped moving I had the sense that everyone was trying
to read the room unsure of whether to scream or cheer the neap laws began to
ripple tentative a first but growing by the second until the whole auditorium
vibrated with its intensity I felt sick an anxious feeling flooded my body but
the cheering confused me and made me think that it was alright if we were
doing something wrong then surely someone would have said something by now
unable to shake the uncertainty I left my chair and headed for the bathroom to
clear my head outside the auditorium I saw two men
wearing staff shirts exit a side door the woman wasn't with them anymore was
she still back there she alive or dead maybe she needed help
one of the staff noticed me his face screwing up with suspicion
I snatched a nearby trash bag and made to enter the door they just exited from
hey where do you think you're going when asked bring some more rope for John
I said happening the trash bag backstage is that way right the staff nodded and I
slipped inside I could hear the audience cheering again through the wall and felt
the urge to cheer with them but I thought the better of it and stayed
quiet the hall skirted the perimeter of the auditorium and I was able to track
my progress towards the back of the stage by the sounds coming through the
wall another uproar perhaps the second
demonstration had concluded another body to be dragged off stage not just a body
a human being a father a mother a son or daughter that thought should have
horrified me but it didn't they didn't ask to be alive they didn't make the
world the way it was so why shouldn't they leave when they're ready looks like
we've got a bleeder here John's voice carried that's it boy let it all out
you're the lucky one the rest of us have to clean up that
mess I must have been directly behind the stage at that point the place was
dark and cluttered with electrical and sound equipment
I saw no sign of the woman's body thought of stumbling across her splayed
out on the ground nauseated me I shouldn't be here
a shaft of light tore through the room as a stage curtain was pulled aside the
staff were dragging a college-aged boy by the hands
his throat cleanly split the sheet of blood soaked through his shirt and
drained onto the floor I hid behind an upright speaker and watched the staff
propped the boy up against the wall before turning to the exit again let's
all take a break while they get this cleaned up
John said from the stage 15 minutes then you'll all get your chance the boy was
still alive spitting and gurgling blood he panted with feeble wet gasps his red
smeared teeth were locked in a vicious grin I started to creep towards him but
another blast of light made me scrambled back to concealment
John fallow moved through the shadows to stand over the dying boy the boys grin
twisted into one a bagging II struggled to Sam but John put a boot on his chest
and forced him back down Shh healed a finger to his lips don't fuss lots of
folks are dying to be you he laughed at his private joke the boy tried to answer
but the wet sucking sound which escaped his lips carried no words you did this
to yourself you wanted to fit in so damn bad that
you didn't care what you had to do now look at you
it was too late to save him the boy was barely breathing now in the pool of
blood encompassing him was still growing by the second John dropped to his knees
and brought his face to their level it don't matter what other people expect
from you he said the government wants you to make a lot of money to pay taxes
a holy man might tell you not to make any because it perhaps you people will
sell burgers want you to be fat the people who sell diet pills want you to
hate yourself for it they all want something different from you but you
don't belong to them you belong to you the boy had stopped moving
I couldn't make out the faintest sign that he sold your breath so what if you
flunked out of school does that make the Stars any less bright or the taste of
strawberries more sour well you no longer feel your lover's
caress or the ocean lapping your bare feet fear pain doubt they're just
passing clouds and floating in front of the Sun don't mean the Sun ain't still
there so I'm going to give you another chance
John continue you get back up and go outside and tell me what you see and if
it's nothing but clouds then pick one and call it beautiful and love it
forever because it's all part of the same sky with that john fallow pulled
out a syringe and stuck it in the boy's chest he began to buckle and squirm but
John held him down for a while wiping the blood from his neck with the
handkerchief it came off like makeup leaving the clean flesh skin below get
out of here John said and don't let me catch you back either
the boys scrambled to the door and disappeared you too John said looking to
where I hid or it won't just be blood capsules and a temporary paralytic for
you I ran for it too outside I saw the boy with his head thrown back looking
straight up beside him was the woman who taken the fake cyanide pill head back
and staring with wild eyes I don't know whether they thought they'd really died
and came back or whether they knew it was a trick but one thing I'm pretty
sure of is that neither of them had ever looked at the sky like that before I
know I hadn't
thank you all for watching this video I hope you all had a wonderful Halloween I
really enjoyed this story I thought it had a cool twist at the end and I hope
you guys do too let me know if there are any stories that either you have written
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