The terror

some current events that as happened has inspired my story. Well the event is actually my story! This is just a hyped of version of what might of happened. It is about the Guy taking the "Bathsalt" drug and mauling off another guys face, and it took five shots to get him off.

It was anger NO maybe sadness, and lonliess, who really knows. Harris lays hunched up in a corner without a word. NOthing can be seen except the little light reflecting off Harris"s face.

(flash back into the past)
Harris throws a vase on the ground and it shatters.  His wife screams Stop your scaring YOur daughter Madison. He looks at his wife straight in the eye and without blinking punches the mirror that is hanging on the wall next to them. Tears run Down Kristen's face  as she flinch's when the glass make a shattering noise.  He walks out the door leaving them alone.

Harris jumps into his car and takes off to the local bar. He walks in everyone greets him. Hey! Harris! Hey bobby can i HAve the usually?
bobby:
well only if you promise bot to make a disturbance this time.
Harris: yea yea i promise.
Bobby:
Im serious Harris! I have taken you side to many times im losing business.
Harris:
Am i not your best customer
They both laugh and take a shot together.

It is about midnight when Harris returns home with cuts on his face. HE stumbles through a quite house. No lights are on, so he trips on somthing and hits his face on the floot. Kristen runs into the kitchen in her night gown to go and check on him.

Kristen:
Dang Harris, not again.
 Harris mumbles inchoerntly as slavia comes out of his mouth.  Kristen carries him to the room as he sleep's it off.

He wakes up with the windows open and the sun brightly shinning upoun his eyes. He makes a wincing noise and rubs his eyes. He walks arounf the house to fin that no one is home. When he walks to the living room he sees some blood on the floor, and begins to touch his face. As he does he wincies again. So then he walk to the restroom and looks at his torn up face in the mirrior.

He hears his wife walk in with his laughing daughter madison who is 6.  He walks out of the bathrooms and sees them.

Harris
Where in the heck have yall been?
Kristen
It's sunday, we always go to church on sundays.
Harris
A note would of been nice or something.
Kristen
 well were home now
Harris raises his voice a little.
That's not the point.
He takes a deep sigh and then walks out the house.

As he walks down the street he takes out his cellphone and dials a number.
Hey bobby what happened last night.
I don't know but my guess is you lost me some more customers, and i must of joined in because my bloody lip hurts!