A little piece, or rather, a large of piece of myself left along with the body, mind and spirit of Jimmy Sullivan the other day. It was supposed to be a fun day - a sleepover a friends house. That sounds like fun, yeah. Until I was told the horrific news by friends. At first, they hadn't even wanted to tell me to savor the night but I wanted them to tell me what's been going on because they perked...

I can't sleep now at all. A few minutes ago my dad came in and told me he spotted a helicopter out flying around(It's nearly three in the morning, by the way). So, I let it blow by me, not thinking much about it.My dad then went outside to see what the buzz was about and came in shortly afterward....helicopter just flew overhead....tell me that there were cop cars going back and forth down the...

Why does it seem like that now adays? I have to spend countless hours of my day wafting through the numerous amount of fan fictions on the site just to find a decent original story. Maybe I'm over exaggerating a bit, but I think others agree with me and are in the same blasted ship.Sure, I've been known to write a few here and there, maybe a one shot or two, but seriously? I've come across...