My Vision

My name is Gabriel Juckensouth. Now that might sound bad, all the kids used to pick on me for it. God damn, it's not that funny. Seriously, they'd throw rocks at me and shit. But anyways, I am aspiring to be a writer WOULD YOU STOP LAUGHING  that tangent was not amusing it was serious. Damn it. I remember on the playground little Joe would always spank me then push me off the slide. One time he broke my shins with a golf club he stole from my uncle on the country club field trip, the principle didn't do shit that little fucker. Every night I'd cry to sleep, every morning I'd   my own neck until I smelled blood. I couldn't tell my parent's because then they'd find out about the Pokemon Collection. Dear God. 2 Years ago little Joe came back as big Joe, he had gone through the military and noticed me in the city plaza. Hell. "Well well would you look at Mc. Blender Boy!" his classic name for me. That caused a traumatic flashback and I screamed more than I had ever scremt or scromed before. "Dude, what the fuck, it was fourth grade, I haven't seen you in years!" Fuck him. 

Anyways, if you are interested in my artistic abilities, you may contact me at 
Jordan.Whitham@gmail.com

Thank you for the opportunity.