Реферат: Creative Writing Unhappy Meal Essay Research Paper

enough money for another pack of generic cigarettes.

Aaron took his tray and Amir moved up to the register. In the back room,

the french fry machine beeped endlessly. “God that sounds like the air raid

siren!” Amir said grimly.

Aaron surveyed the dining area for a seat. Behind him, Amir started

screaming chaotically, “Mutha Fuck FUCK FUCK!”

Aaron laughed. “Amir, what the hell…” His face, mind, and words all

froze as Amir pulled a pistol from his pocket.

“Fuck you bastards!” Amir fired, and Aaron saw in slow motion as the

bullet ripped the pimply girls left cheek off her face. She fell gurgling and

twitching.

“Just like a movie,” Aaron said aloud, as he watched Amir unload the

pistol’s clip into the middle aged manager. Somethin in his mind couldn’t see

this as real.

Amir leaped over the counter and pistol whipped the deep frier attendant,

and then shoved his victim’s face into the hot grease. Aaron dropped his tray

as Amir disappeared behind the packaged burger rack. He could hear screaming

followed by more gunshots. Customers crawled to the door, whimpering like

maimed animals.

Aaron caught sight of the man who resembled his father, trying to get

his family out the door. Aaron pulled out his switchblade, and thinking of

Steven Seagal’s dramatic knife fight at the end of Under Siege, rushed towards

them.

He didn’t stop stabbing, even when he felt the man’s blood splash into

his face.

Amir emerged from the smoking hell he created, covered in gore, his gun

in his twitching hand. He pointed and fired, killing the rest of the family of

four. As he reloaded, Aaron threw his knife like Woody Harrelson did in Natural

Born Killers. Amir fired again, and Aaron felt a bullet rip through his kneecap.