I was a trained gardener, I was a fake professional; I was a master of disaster at what I did, I was the best at cutting grass. I cut the grass as if there was no tomorrow, I cut it so fast it made people faint in shock when I finished. I don't really know why I was so good at cutting; I guess it was a natural gift god gave me, a very special …showed first 75 words of 603 total…

…showed last 75 words of 603 total…It seemed like I was shot on the head. As soon as I entered the room I felt as if something was wrong, the atmosphere was not right. The first thing my mind told me to do was go and lock my self in the bathroom. As I sat down on the toilet seat, just to my luck I suddenly got an upset stomach. You don't need to be psychic to see what happens next.