Post by Shane Knight on Oct 2, 2011 20:34:13 GMT -5
* It’s a beautiful day here in Staten Island, New York, with the temperature being 80 degrees and the cool breeze just flowing through my long wavy hair as I am driving down the west shore expressway headed back to my old house where I grew up most of my life. After about 10 minutes of driving I finally get to my old block Lamoka Ave. I turn right onto Lamoka Ave and past Fern and Notre dame Ave as I come across the address 166. I stop my 2012 Black Ranger rover in front of the driveway and turn off my ignition as I step out of my car wearing my Italian boots. I look around the neighborhood to see nothing but teenagers just walking down the street causing commotion. Suddenly a group of teens walks up to me as I am just overwhelmed at the site of my childhood home and they begin to talk.
Teen 1: Hey aren’t you Shane Knight?
Shane: Yes I certainly am
Teen 2: I knew it was him, pay up asshole
Teen 1: Damn man, what a way to lose $10
Shane: Excuse me?
Teen 1: Yeah my friend bet me money that it was really you and not some impersonator.
Shane: Yeah well it’s really me. I grew up in this neighborhood, actually I grew up in this very house.
Teen 2: Yeah well I see your doing well for yourself with your expensive clothes and expensive car.
Shane: Yeah well that’s what happens when you work hard for something you believe in. I worked everyday to get into the shape I am in now and sacrificed a lot to get here.
Teen 1: You wrestled for a couple of years, got big and then retired for no damn reason, so if that’s working hard then I want to work hard too.
Shane: You punks should shut the hell up because I guarantee you are failing in school and have no life but video games and smoking pot. When I was younger I didn’t do drugs and I didn’t hang out doing nothing. I worked my ass off to make myself money and to be able to go places and do things. I amounted to something and I have one thing you punks will never have
Teen 2: And that is?
Shane: Talent
Teen 1: Yeah okay, you just jealous of these new talents in wrestling and that you have to get into the spotlight once again and take it from someone who actually deserves it like Fear.
Shane: Excuse me? I do not get jealous of anyone, people get jealous of me. I see so many of these young bloods trying to act like me with their fake designer clothes and their cocky attitudes. I started that trend. You see I am not afraid of this so-called wrestler named Fear. Quite honestly the name alone would not scare the dingles off a fat man’s ass hairs yet alone scare any wrestler in the industry today. You see Come Monday night I will step into that ring and make my return and leave victorious whether you kids approve or not because I am just that damn good. So go home and accomplish something in your life and not waste it on useless things you stupid retards.
* I chase them away as they scream out nasty remarks. I then return focus to my old home as I begin to think to myself
Shane(To Myself): Its been so long since I have visited my old neighborhood. Its been exactly 12 years since I left and it’s a shame because I left on bad terms with my parents. I told them that I need to accomplish something with my life and I wont do it here. I told them I had to leave to follow my dream of becoming a wrestler in which they just laughed at me and told me to grow up. So I packed my bags and I went on my merry way to California to train. After a couple of years my best friend Michael brought me into my first fed where I won tag team gold with him. Ever since that time I have been winning title after title until the day I decided to retire because I just felt I had no need to compete anymore. I was wrong. I still have the fire in my to become the best in the industry and I will not stop until I accomplish that and show the world who I really am. As to this person I am set to wrestle at Rush Hour, I don’t know much about him besides his name is Fear. I mean really? The names people come up with the strike fear into their opponents. Its sad really because its not about names its about attitude and how your present yourself. This man named fear is nothing but a coward and it will be shown that way come Monday night.
* I look around some more as I get back into my car and drive away as the scene fades to black
Teen 1: Hey aren’t you Shane Knight?
Shane: Yes I certainly am
Teen 2: I knew it was him, pay up asshole
Teen 1: Damn man, what a way to lose $10
Shane: Excuse me?
Teen 1: Yeah my friend bet me money that it was really you and not some impersonator.
Shane: Yeah well it’s really me. I grew up in this neighborhood, actually I grew up in this very house.
Teen 2: Yeah well I see your doing well for yourself with your expensive clothes and expensive car.
Shane: Yeah well that’s what happens when you work hard for something you believe in. I worked everyday to get into the shape I am in now and sacrificed a lot to get here.
Teen 1: You wrestled for a couple of years, got big and then retired for no damn reason, so if that’s working hard then I want to work hard too.
Shane: You punks should shut the hell up because I guarantee you are failing in school and have no life but video games and smoking pot. When I was younger I didn’t do drugs and I didn’t hang out doing nothing. I worked my ass off to make myself money and to be able to go places and do things. I amounted to something and I have one thing you punks will never have
Teen 2: And that is?
Shane: Talent
Teen 1: Yeah okay, you just jealous of these new talents in wrestling and that you have to get into the spotlight once again and take it from someone who actually deserves it like Fear.
Shane: Excuse me? I do not get jealous of anyone, people get jealous of me. I see so many of these young bloods trying to act like me with their fake designer clothes and their cocky attitudes. I started that trend. You see I am not afraid of this so-called wrestler named Fear. Quite honestly the name alone would not scare the dingles off a fat man’s ass hairs yet alone scare any wrestler in the industry today. You see Come Monday night I will step into that ring and make my return and leave victorious whether you kids approve or not because I am just that damn good. So go home and accomplish something in your life and not waste it on useless things you stupid retards.
* I chase them away as they scream out nasty remarks. I then return focus to my old home as I begin to think to myself
Shane(To Myself): Its been so long since I have visited my old neighborhood. Its been exactly 12 years since I left and it’s a shame because I left on bad terms with my parents. I told them that I need to accomplish something with my life and I wont do it here. I told them I had to leave to follow my dream of becoming a wrestler in which they just laughed at me and told me to grow up. So I packed my bags and I went on my merry way to California to train. After a couple of years my best friend Michael brought me into my first fed where I won tag team gold with him. Ever since that time I have been winning title after title until the day I decided to retire because I just felt I had no need to compete anymore. I was wrong. I still have the fire in my to become the best in the industry and I will not stop until I accomplish that and show the world who I really am. As to this person I am set to wrestle at Rush Hour, I don’t know much about him besides his name is Fear. I mean really? The names people come up with the strike fear into their opponents. Its sad really because its not about names its about attitude and how your present yourself. This man named fear is nothing but a coward and it will be shown that way come Monday night.
* I look around some more as I get back into my car and drive away as the scene fades to black