||PASTA OF THE MONTH (July 2014)
Jeff the Killer's True Origins
Thirteen year old Jeff Woods sighed with discontent as the rusty, maroon car pulled up to the run-down apartment building. The brown colour of the building had begun to fade. Illegible writing in grafitti was sprayed all over the entrance door. Jeff glanced at his older brother Liu, who didn't seem too happy about the move either.
"Mom, do we have to move here?" Jeff said.
"Jeff," She replied, a sense of care and maturity in her voice. " You know we don't have much money, the old house was getting to expensive to maintain, this one is within our budget. I've told you this many times before." Jeff sighed again, with anger towards his father. They only reason they were moving was because Jeff's ass of a father was a drunkard, who couldn't quit drinking. Their family would have been better off if he had just died of liver cancer and Jeff and Liu had to work to earn money. But Jeff didn't dare say that to his parents.
Jeff looked around. They were in a bad, and poor, neighborhood. Thugs and gangs were undoubtedly going to be a problem. Trash littered the filthy and worn out streets. Other buildings had graffiti on them, none as severe as the one on Jeff's building's doors. Jeff noticed a bunch of people, who looked liked they wanted to harm the family, pointing and making faces at the four. Jeff was the first to get out of the car. He slammed the car door shut,and it made a loud bang. It attracted the attention of nearly every soul in the immediate vicinity. A guy who looked somewhere around nineteen or eighteen, with a shaved head,and a snake tattoo wrapped around his bare left arm, abandoned the group of people he was conversing with and walked up to Jeff as his family got out of the outdated car.
Written by Sykokillah