The Story Behind The Killer Contract Agency

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I’ve never told anyone the story before behind The Killer Contract Agency, and I should since it’s a story many people can relate to. I was bullied a lot in middle school and high school. They were awful to me making fun of my height, and gossiping about me behind my back. I hated it, and it made me so angry I wrote a story about me getting revenge on them. They made me that angry…I spent a ton of time writing it, and I had it with me during my yearbook class. A girl in school read it, and turned it in to the teacher. The teacher turned it into the counselor, and then I was called in the office. They had the vice principle, school psychologist, and even the cop too. They asked me about it, and I told them it was a work of fiction, and that I really don’t plan on hurting them at all. At the time I don’t even know where the bullies live much less would go out of my to do that. They told me why couldn’t I write about happier subjects. It was stupid too, and I wound up revising it some.
I made it to first person, and changed the story so it wouldn’t seem like she was a cold blooded killer. I added romance and some more stuff to make it work and then it was better then it was before more updated too. They also called my mom, and she told them that she was the one who told me to write it in the first place. I’m happy it’s over, and I look back on it and laugh. I see the same teacher and a part of me wishes to tell her about it, but then I don’t because it’s when I’m at work. A part of me will though, and high school was horrible for me. I know I’m not the only one who was bullied. It’s horrible and unfortunately it doesn’t stop after high school. The best way to deal with it is take the high road and ignore it, or you can find an insult horrible enough to make them leave you alone. I tried apologizing to a bully just to stop the drama and bullshit she was causing her reply, “Don’t waste your breath it’s not worth it.” Too bad I can’t make work bullies go away easily since I’ve been having issues with that I tried standing up for myself and unfortunately me getting frustrated leads to me crying since I can’t go off on them…It’s one reason why I can’t wait to stop working retail since it has more drama behind the scenes then a barrel of monkeys. I’ll show you what I mean in the book Tales from Behind the Counter.

Here is the description of it:

Salina Sinclaire is a Malian hunter, and after she is nearly burned alive by one she is contacted by The Killer Contract Agency. Wielding the powers of The Bracelet, and with her mentor Carter by her side she exacts her revenge by taking out the Malians responsible for her near death.
After dispatching a Malian something big is happening with the Agency, and Operatives are dying. Will she solve it before it’s too late? Or will she fail and the Agency as she knows it is destroyed?

An excerpt:
We left, and I headed to the records office to get the file of the bully that stole my ex-boyfriend, and tried to kill me; the one who tricks and kills humans for pleasure. Everything I’ve been doing lately led to this moment. Since her lackey was dead, it was time to stop her once and for all. Once she’s dead, my past can finally be laid to rest. But in my heart, I knew that I wasn’t just doing this for me. By killing her, I would be saving many human lives.
I hurried to the Records Room on the first floor with Carter by my side. I opened the door to the room, and Zack was sitting behind his desk.
“I need Laurice Wingfield’s file,” I said. Once it was finally in my hands, a thrill of excitement ran through my body. The manila folder was like the Holy Grail of missions. I was finally going to quench my thirst for revenge on her. And after this, I will be free of my contract. Then, I can go on with my life. I’m definitely taking a long vacation with Carter after this and will get plenty of much needed rest.
“Let’s go to my room, and we can plan the kill there,” I said to Carter. “This is the moment that I’ve been waiting for.”
“Your wish is my command,” Carter said as one corner of his lips curled into a smile. “This is your kill after all, and it will allow you to move on with your past. Not to mention, you’ll be saving the lives of many humans.” Then he placed his hands on my shoulders and looked into my eyes. “This isn’t just about revenge; it’s about saving people, too.”
I nodded, understanding. No matter what she did to me, the most important thing was that we were going to be saving many human lives.
We took the elevator to my room on the third floor. I sat on the bed with the file in my hand. This is it … the moment that I had been waiting for. I now get to know all her dirty little secrets. I opened it and flipped through the pages,
Name: Laurice Wingfield.
Age: 20
Type: Stormer; can control lightning, cause hurricanes and tornadoes. Volatile level: 5
Victims:
Emma Johnson, 19: Killed to alienate Salina Sinclare, but she really wanted Salina dead to prevent her from becoming an Agency operative. Laurice friended her after she found out that she was one of Salina’s good friends. Her body was found with a gunshot wound to the head. Jealousy played a big factor in her death. She didn’t want Salina to have any friends and was jealous of anyone close to her.
Roger Anderson, 18: Laurice used him to make Salina jealous with him, toying with his emotions. He was Salina’s ex-boyfriend, and Laurice slept with him in an effort to make Salina kill herself. Roger was a toy to Laurice. She used and abused him to get what she wanted.
The list of her victims went on and on until it finally came to me.

Salina Sinclaire, 18: Laurice tried to take everything away from her, like her boyfriend and best friend out of jealousy. But it failed, since she is still alive. Laurice placed mud in her locker, and tried to burn her alive in order to get rid of the last of the Sinclaire line.
After I told Carter what was in her file, he smiled. “You deserve your revenge on her since she killed the people that you care about. What is her address?” he asked as he looked over my shoulder and I told him. “That’s near where my ex-wife used to live.”
“You know where this is?” I asked. It was an address in Luxor. Carter nodded. “Let’s go take her out. I’ll drive.”
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Why I write:

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I saw an interesting hashtag on twitter and facebook #whyiwrite. It got me thinking about why I do. It threw me off for a second too because I had to think about it for sometime.

This is going to be more in-depth about it. I love writing though and I have been doing it ever since I was little. Journals, Diaries and notebooks are filled with entries about my day and goals. I have tons of pens for writing my innermost thoughts down, and a binder full of dreams I write down when I can. It is a part of my life, and I would never change it. I thought it was insulting when someone on a message boards told me I should choose another evocation, or when someone told me I should stop writing…There is no way I will ever stop, and when it comes to what I really want to do there will be no stopping me.

 

My first novel ever was me writing myself in The Mummy Returns. I have to write though because I could not stop even if I tried it. I have a story to tell, and maybe several of them in store. No one will do it the way I do.

 

Sometimes writing is the only way to keep sane. Writing can give people a voice when they are shut down by others like I was by a bully who told me to not waste my breath it is not worth it. Looking back she really was not worth it in the end either, and I should not have let her affect me at all. Words have the power to change or destroy, and instead of using it to apologize to someone willing throw words around like daggers I should have ignored her, and saved my words to use in something creative rather than destructive. I write to have a voice, and that is why I write. Writing can change the world. Sometimes writing is not a choice, and maybe that is what people don’t understand. Sometimes it is something you have to do no matter who tries to tell you otherwise, and nothing they can say will change anything at all. To writers writing is their destiny, and they are meant to change the world with their writing.

Writers have a calling to write words that speak to them. Being a writer means being a story teller, and a higher calling considering you can change the world with it. The hours you spend writing fly by easily sometimes, and when a character is talking to you nothing else matters. Time flies by as you write the next scene and the next until you hit the end.

 

What about you, and the reason why you write if you are a writer?

 

Until next time,

 

Wolfdreamer25 

Love and Revenge…

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I have been busy with work and studying for tests. I will be blogging more on my time off from work. I have been through a lot lately. The one thing I have discovered though is I lost the urge to write revenge, and I will admit one of the reasons why I wrote one of my stories is because I loved the thought of people getting what they deserve. I loved the thought of people who are horrible to others dying by people who they victimized.

The answer to revenge though is not letting them effect you what so ever. It is no longer revenge that motivates me, but love that does. It is an anchor in a way, and without it then you go down a road you do not want to go. The people that wrong you and pick on you are actually a bunch of jealous people who are miserable with their lives. They put down others to make themselves feel better, and then it does, but the feeling goes away then they are looking to do it all over again.

The same thing goes for spending too much money on things because you think it would make you happy. In all reality it is actually instant gratification that is making you behave that way. I used to be like that, and I just stopped because I have all I could possibly want right now. A mom who loves me, and cooks for me, a dad who spoils me, friends, technology, and a loving, caring boyfriend that is all I could ask for.

People bullied me not because of this or that, but because I have a good life. I am more grateful now for it. I love my Kindle Fire, Ipod touch, .38 revolver, Xbox 360, and PSP I was so busy I did not have time for friends or video games. I need those things though in order to be more happy, and hanging with friends is what makes me happy, and so do video games. The answer to revenge is not to hurt the person, but to forgive, move on, and do the things that make you happy. Working towards a successful career helps too.

Any thoughts on success being the best revenge?

Until next time,

Wolfdreamer25