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“That was an interesting
one,” Ben said. The clerk said, “I’ve got even more stories to tell you.” He grabbed a video off a
shelf, this time the cover was all green, and the cover showed a chap putting a pistol to his head. The clerk said, “This
one’s called “Reality”.”
Richard Martin just got off work from his tough business job in the busy area of London, England. Richard arrived at his house exhausted and starving for some of his wife’s
home cooked vegetarian meals. He opened the door with a grumpy look on his face. Who wouldn’t be grumpy after you just
got fired from a high paying job? He walks in and sees the tall form of his blonde haired wife. Richard exclaimed grumpily,
“What’s for dinner tonight, Susan?” Suddenly Susan turned around with a loaded gun in her hands. Richard
surprised by the sight of his wife holding a gun aiming at him exclaimed, “What the bloody Hell are you doing? Put the
damn gun down!” With a creepy smirk Susan said, “I’m not putting this gun down Richard. I’m going
to kill you with it.” Richard said, “Why?” Susan replied back, “For the last seven years my life has
been that of a worthless housewife. Maybe you like it but, I don’t Richard! So, for the last couple of years I’ve
cheated on you and, now all I need to complete my life is your life insurance checks.” Shit this woman’s nuts
Richard thought. He needed a plan bad. Susan pulled the trigger on her gun. Richard quickly avoided it and the bullet made
a large hole in the wall behind him. Susan shot two more bullets but, Richard avoided them as he ran out the front door. Susan
ran after him outside but, after chasing him for more than 10 minutes she finally gave up. Susan shouted angrily, “You
lucky prick!” Rather be lucky than dead Richard thought. From his hiding spot behind a tree he watched his wife storm
off. Richard exclaimed to himself, “It’s been a Hell of a day! Well, now what do I do.” He continued walking
and reached a deserted dirt road. Richard said, “Hey, what’s that?” He saw a figure on the ground in front
of him. He walked to it and saw a man lying face down in the dirt. He turned the man over and in the man’s chest was
a big blood stained knife. Richard exclaimed, “Holy Shit!” In a house bordering the road a fat, black haired woman
walked outside. She saw Richard with the dead man and started screaming. Richard said, “It’s not as it seems.”
The woman in fright rushed off inside her house. Richard exclaimed, “Oh bloody Hell!” He saw the woman through
her window on a phone. Richard said, “Great the fat lady’s going to call the cops.” Richard took off running
away from the dead body and the fat lady. He ran into a forest-like area bordering the deserted dirt road to the right. He
started running till he approached a dirty looking old man. The old man asked, “ ‘Ello sir what’s your name?”
Richard replied, “Uh, Richard Martin.” The old man smiled a toothless grin. He told Richard, “Nice to meet
you. I get a bit lonely in these woods at times.” Richard asked, “You live in these woods?” The old man
rubbed his dirty face and replied, “Where else can I go? I don’t have bloody anything. By the way me name’s
Darrin Jones in case you were wondering.” Richard said, “Do you mind if I stay with you for the night?”
Darrin said, “Sure, I was hoping you would. How’d you get here anyway, Sir?” Richard thought he shouldn’t
tell the truth. “Me wife kicked me out.” That was kind of the truth. Darrin replied, “Don’t know how
you can stand being married. The wives are just way too nagging if you ask me.” Richard replied back, “Can’t
blame you. I regret that I ever got married. I wouldn’t be in this bloody situation if I wasn’t.” Darrin
started laughing. Richard held his nose from the breath that came out of Darrin’s mouth.
That night Richard and Darrin sat around a campfire talking. Darrin
was drinking heavily from a beer bottle he had. Darrin said, “Want any Richard?” Richard shook his head and replied,
“No thanks. I don’t drink.” Darrin exclaimed, “Guess I can’t blame you for that, wish I could
quit me self.” Darrin got out a bag and pulled out a portable radio. Richard realized Darrin might find out about his
encounter with the dead body from the radio. Richard remarked, “Do you mind not playing that?” Darrin asked, “Why?”
His face had a curious expression. Richard made up an excuse quickly. Richard said, “Just don’t like music.”
Darrin asked suspiciously, “Why don’t you like music?” Richard replied, “Well, it’s not that
I don’t like music, it’s just that nothing comes on at this time.” Darrin replied, “What makes you
say that?” Richard remarked, “Well, it’s a bit late isn’t it?” Darrin said, “No, usually
all the good stuff comes on late.” Richard pleadingly said, “No, don’t.” Darrin said, “Calm
down. I just want to catch the news.” He turned on the radio. Richard slapped his head knowing what was going to happen
next. A news announcer came on. The news announcer said, “We’ve just
reported a story of a murder that occurred on 909 Harrison Drive.
The murderer is described as being a tall, lanky black haired man who is wearing a business suit. If anybody has any information
on this man please contact your local police station. A reward will be given to whoever finds him.” Darrin turned off
his portable radio. Darrin exclaimed, “You! I knew you acted a bit suspicious.” Darrin pulled out a knife. Richard
said, “Put the knife down Darrin. That wasn’t me they were talking about.” Darrin replied sharply, “That’s
bullshit mate. I knew there was something odd about you.” Richard replied, “At least don’t kill me.”
Darrin said, “I won’t kill you, I’m turning you in. That reward is what I want.” Richard replied,
“All right I’ll tell you the truth. I found a damn body in the road, turned it over to see what had happened,
some fat lady came out jumped to conclusions and called the cops on me. You have to believe me Darrin, I didn’t kill
anybody.” Darrin smirked and said, “Quit lying. Let’s go to the police station.” Richard thought to
himself what a shitty day it’s been. Richard quickly got up off the ground and kicked Darrin in the chest, knocking
Darrin on the ground. Richard found a stick on the ground and swung it knocking Darrin out. Richard then dropped the stick
and started running away through the woods. He approached the end of the woods at a paved street only a police car was parked
there. Richard muttered, “This is just bloody wonderful.” He tried his best to run off but the cop caught sight
of him. The cop yelled, “Hey, you! Come over here now!” Richard stopped where he was and the cop ran up to him.
Richard grabbed a stick from behind his back. The cop exclaimed, “I was right! You’re the bloody murder…”
The cop fell down from a heavy blow by Richard’s stick. Richard said, “Took care of that matter.” He searched
the cop and found the cop’s keys. Richard dropped the stick and took the cop’s gun. He then got inside the police
car and drove off. Richard started driving toward the city when he noticed the police car was low on gas. Richard angrily
said, “Shit! Damn police car’s low on gas.” He saw a gas station. Richard pulled in. To avoid suspicion
he found a hat in the back seat and wore it when he went outside to pump gas in the car. Inside the convenience store the
gas station attendant noticed something funny about the man outside. The gas station attendant said, “That has to be
that murderer.” The clerk picked up the phone and called the cops. Since nobody was inside the convenience store, the
clerk opened a drawer and pulled out a loaded revolver. The long haired, rugged looking clerk hung up the phone and walked
outside with the gun aimed at Richard, who was just getting ready to drive off. The clerk shouted, “Hey, You! Stop where
you are!” Richard muttered, “It’s been a bad day.” The clerk said, “Stay right where you are.
I’ve just called the cops and they’ll come here and haul you off to jail.” The clerk then shot a hole in
one of the tires of the police car. Richard drew out a gun and aimed it at the clerk. Richard said to the clerk, “Go
ahead shoot me mate. I’ve got nothing to lose. If you shoot me, I’ll shoot you as well.” The clerk had a
nervous look on his face. Suddenly a cop car showed up. Four cops came out the car, guns at the ready. One of the cops shouted,
“If you don’t put the gun down in ten seconds we will shoot!” Richard remarked, “Go ahead and shoot!
I’ve got nothing to lose anyway.” The cop started counting “10!” Richard thought of his wife who tried
to kill him. “9!” Richard thought of the dead man who was lying in the road. “8!” Richard thought
of the fat lady who called the cops on him. “7!” He thought of Darrin and the way he had knocked him out with
the stick. “6!” He thought of the cop he had knocked out. “5!” He thought of the gas clerk who called
the cops on him. “4!” He thought of the cops threatening to shoot him. “3!” He thought of what a horrible
day he was having. “2!” Richard raised the gun to his head. “1! YOU WIN!” Richard was about to pull
the trigger but stopped at hearing the last sentence. Richard asked questioningly, “What did you just say?” Suddenly
a tall man wearing a suit ran to Richard and handed him a slip of paper. Richard read it. Richard exclaimed, “A check!
Why do I get this?” The man put his hand on Richard’s shoulder. The man said, “Congratulations mate! You
just won the show!” Richard asked, “Uh, what show?” The man replied, “The most watched show in the
world. The show ‘Suicide’, let me explain a day ago you came on the show. Well, we erased your memory and let
you live a miserable day to see if we could force you to commit suicide. If you don’t commit suicide by the end of the
day you win money! In fact after nine years on the air you’re only are 18th contestant to ever win. Feel
good about yourself, mate.” Richard replied, “Thanks.” The man smiled and said, “See everybody next
week on ‘Suicide’.
Author's Note:
Out of all of me stories this one has been the most popular.
Most of everybody that I showed it to loved it. Even, I will admit this story is excellent. I remember that in fifth grade,
that I wrote a story that was just like “Reality”. The idea of it came from all these shitty reality shows on
TV a lot now. So, I thought what if there was a reality show where they made you kill yourself. I love this story, and it’s
definitely one of me favourites off the collection, a bloody great twist ending.
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