With Justice in the Shadows

With Justice in the Shadows

Enemies are born.

All is quiet as the moon is full and bright. Hold, one more moment you guys; don’t move a muscle. The street lamp flickers and burns out; go time. I give the signal and we are off. What makes a good criminal? Planning, planning and more planning. The best safecracker in the world cannot rob a single place if he is sloppy and unorganized. We planned this heist to the second. No time for mistakes. No wrenches in the plan. Not like Fleetwood holdings and investing. That was a sure-fire success, ruined. Nobody thinks to rob the investment banks but they got more money than God in those places. Only when I was grabbing the money from the safe did the smell of rotting milk get to me. Silent but deadly. But no, no screw-ups tonight. Now it is show time. Frank opens fire on the glass of the storefront and we are in. The window disintegrates under bullet fire. As the glass turns to sand and dust. Nothing stands in our way. We are dressed in all black complete with ski masks and firearms. The glass shards break and crumble under the heel of my boot as I use the butt of the gun to break the showroom display. This diamond store has the jackpot. As soon as Frank opens fire on the store, the alarm goes off. Twelve minutes until the police arrive. That may sound like a lot of time, but it is not really that much because we have to be long gone when the cops get here in order to get away scot-free. That is our intention.

The cloth bag I brought is full of diamonds. The bulging thing is not enough as in it goes into my backpack. Now I move to fill the second bag I brought. Greed is the best. It is the only thing that keeps people alive. You are either greedy or you are dead. Without greed and the constant wanting of more and more, we roll over and die. Dave backs the van up to the store's front window. The crew starts to throw the bags of diamonds into the van. I planned this out so many times. Two minutes down. They finish gathering the inventory in the back where the uncut raw diamond and gold are located. My backpack is full of window jewelry. The van is getting pretty full. That is a lot of loot. Too bad I do not like to share. Something rolls by my foot. My plan is almost complete. I have enough bullets. A wheel passes by, rolling on the ground. Bang. Sorry, Frank. He had to go first; he had the big gun. Oh, stop shouting. My crew is upset that I killed one of them. Bang. Sorry, Garry. Bang, take that, Helen. I never liked him anyway. What sort of guy is named Helen? Bang, another one bites the dust. Fine, scatter, you swine. You can't touch me. What are you going to do, go to the cops? Um, I was robbing Melville's and this guy starting shooting people.

Then Tommy is hit in his fleeing back and falls. Is that cheese? Poof! An explosion of gerbils comes from the woodwork. The jewelry store becomes a sea of rodents. The little fur bodies attack my crew… or what is left of it. I do not have enough bullets for them. I use my boot heel to stomp on their cute, disease-infested heads. The gerbil’s bodies smoosh like cheddar. They are climbing all over me. Shaking and failing wildly, I fight the fluff balls to the van. I knock on the door but it will not open. The butt of my gun convinces the window to shatter.

“Open the damn door!” I yell at Dave. He moves out of the driver’s seat. My goodness, these gerbils are like glue. It is like sand from a beach: there is always more. Just when you think they are off of you there are more. The door slams against the creatures. Huh, take that you monsters. The van is ready to go. I floor the pedal and a good deal of the diamonds fly out and remain on the scene, along with the remaining men of my crew. They are trapped by the gerbils. Ouch! What the hell? The little demons are biting me! I smack my pants. Driving does not seem safe because it isn’t. I speed the van to the drop off point where the real getaway car is placed.

“We lost a lot a diamonds there, boss.” Dave speaks his last words, bang. Then I take the leftover bags of jewelry into the getaway car…

Red and blue lights flash on the scene as the cops look at the damage of the Melville's Jewelry store. When Officer Stevens sees the perpetrators hold down my hamsters, it could only mean one thing. The Officer looks to the shadows and sure enough, there is the patch of leather reflected in the moonlight. He walks over.

“Thank you,” the man stands there and says.

“The leader got away in a black van. But you have these men to be taken in. Hamsters Unite!” The hamsters climb off the would-be jewelry thieves and arrange themselves into rows in a perfect military formation. “Here’s the plate.” The man hands Officer Stevens a piece of paper.

“We are forever in your debt, Gerbil Man.”

“Don’t thank me…”

“Oh, right, how could I forget the bravery of the fighting gerbils!”

“They’re hamsters.” The leather coat moves and, like chocolate cake at a fat convention, he is gone. The army of cheese-hamsters follows the masked crusader into the darkness…

Plunk. The needle-point entered the cork broad with force. The rounded board is full of darts. On it contains a photograph. The TV in the corner displays the local news,

“The Melville’s Jewelry store was saved last night thanks to the intervention of a mysterious man in a leather jacket. It just another page in the epic story of the hero some call Gerbil Man…” Plunk, plunk, plunk. The darts come with greater and greater force until there are none left to throw. At the center of the board in the target was the cursed Gerbil Man. He has foiled my plan for the last time. Those were my diamonds! I liked this town better before he started showing his sorry face. I grab the darts and shove them on the boards on his perfect little face. You are mine Gerbil Man,

To Be Continued…

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They say that any male can be a father, but it takes a special person to be a dad. That dads are just the people that created the child, so to speak, but rather, dads raise their children to be the best they can be. Further, when you give a little girl a dad, you give her much more than a father; you give her the world in one man.

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Life is tough, and life is constantly changing directions and route. In a world that's never not moving, a girl needs something stable. She needs something that won't let her be alone; someone that's going to be there when life is going great, and someone who is going to be there for her when life is everything but ideal. Dads don't give up on this daughters, they never will.

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When you give a girl a dad, you give her the first boy she will ever love.

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15 Thing Only Early 2000's Kids Will Understand

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This is it early 2000's babies, a compilation finally made for you. This list is loaded with things that will make you swoon with nostalgia.

1. Not being accepted by the late 90's kids.


Contrary to what one may think, late 90's and early 00's kids had the same childhood, but whenever a 00's kid says they remember something on an "only 90's kids will understand" post they are ridiculed.

2. Fortune tellers.


Every day in elementary school you would whip one of these bad boys out of your desk, and proceed to tell all of your classmates what lifestyle they were going to live and who they were going to marry.



You could never read this book past 8 o'clock at night out of fear that your beloved pet rabbit would come after you.

4. Silly bands.


You vividly remember begging your parents to buy you $10 worth of cheap rubber bands that vaguely resembles the shape of an everyday object.

5. Parachutes.


The joy and excitement that washed over you whenever you saw the gym teacher pull out the huge rainbow parachute. The adrenaline that pumped through your veins whenever your gym teacher tells you the pull the chute under you and sit to make a huge "fort".

6. Putty Erasers


You always bought one whenever there was a school store.

7. iPod shuffle.


The smallest, least technological iPpd apple has made, made you the coolest kid at the bus stop.

8. "Education Connection"

You knew EVERY wood to the "Education Connection" commercials. Every. Single.Word.

9. " The Naked Brothers Band"


The "Naked Brothers Band" had a short run on Nickelodeon and wrote some absolute bangers including, "Crazy Car' and "I Don't Wanna Go To School"

10. Dance Dance Revolution


This one video game caused so many sibling, friend, and parent rivalries. This is also where you learned all of your super sick dance moves.

11. Tamagotchi


Going to school with fear of your Tamagotchi dying while you were away was your biggest worry.

12. Gym Scooters


You, or somebody you know most likely broke or jammed their finger on one of these bad boys, but it was worth it.

13. Scholastic book fairs


Begging your parents for money to buy a new book, and then actually spending it on pens, pencils, erasers, and posters.



Who knew that putting yogurt in a plastic tube made it taste so much better?

15. Slap Bracelets


Your school probably banned these for being "too dangerous".

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