Jimmy Wells: A Fictional Narrative

Jumping back into the past, Gregory Orr tells the incident when he and a group of five hundred of men, women, teenagers, and old folks assemble in Jackson, Mississippi. In Jackson for a peaceful demonstration, Gregory Orr and the rest of the group were arrested and taken away “to the county fairgrounds” (128, 1). Where they was beaten by officers of the law, Orr stated, “I emerged into the outdoors and the bright sunlight and saw them-two lines of about fifteen highway patrolmen on either side. I was ordered to walk, not run, between them. Again I was beaten with nightsticks, but this time more thoroughly, as I was the only target” (129, 2). Once freed from his captors, Gregory Orr gets in his car to head back north, but on his way back he was pulled over by flashing lights. Thinking it was the police; Gregory Orr pulled over and was approached by two white men. One of the white men said, “Get out, you son of a bitch, or I’ll blow your head off” (133, 3). The two white men takes Gregory Orr’s wallet and tell him to follow them, Scared for his life, Gregory Orr did exactly what the two men told him to do. After following the two men, Gregory Orr is back in jail in Hayneville. “Already depressed and disoriented by the ten days in jail in Jackson, I was even more frightened in Hayneville,” (136, 1) stated by Gregory Orr.

June 19, 1975, began a killing spree in Colorado Springs when a soldier from Ft.Carson and his friend who worked on base shot a cook in the head. He only had fifty cents. The next week they stabbed a Fort Carson soldier with a bayonet. On July 1, 1975, they killed Kelsey Grammer’s sister. After raping her, they stabbed her throat and left her out in a trailer park to die. That night they went to Fort Carson and called a cab from a club. That pick up would be Dad’s last. Knowing he was in trouble, Dad called dispatch to ask the distance and the fare to Butts Field, a strange request for a seasoned cabbie on such a small military base. All the fares were thirty five cents except the one to their airport. One of the guys grabbed my dad and slashed his throat from ear to ear, leaving him for dead on the side of the road. They drove the cab through the housing area, across one of its inhabitants front lawns. He had driven a taxi in New York and had his money taken before, but never harmed. Mom laughed hysterically when she told me that even with witnesses, their attorney argued it was too dark to adequately identify them.The local police investigated Karen’s murder, but my dad’s killing had taken place on a military base, putting the federal agents in charge. The murderers were given the death sentence for Karen and the other murders, so the feds decided not to investigate my dad’s case.

“That was a long time ago, but it’s wrong what they say about the past, I’ve learned, about how you can bury it. Because the past claws its way out. Looking back now, I realize I have been peeking into that deserted alley for the last twenty-six years.”

“I really am surprised that you didn’t recognize him considering he was your best friend. People can change a lot in twenty years though.” said Jeff

"The whole story is wild and crazy. But it was fun, and in the end, well I could say but I don´t want anyone to know how it ends and spoil your day, but I liked it." Catherine, Columbus, OH

Perceval cleared his throat and did his best to change the direction of the conversation. He didn’t want the mood to turn somber. “It all happened ages ago. I’ve done a good deal of traveling and have had lots of adventures, so life’s been kind to me

“That was a long time ago, but it’s wrong what they say about the past, I’ve learned, about how you can bury it. Because the past claws its way out.”

“This is what happened. I was driving to the grocery store and the policeman pulled me over. He told me that my left brake light was out and advised me to have it fixed. He gave me a warning and after he left I drove to the automotive supply store to get a new bulb. I then went to the grocery store and came home. I am going to change it this evening. That is what happened from the beginning.”

“Hey,” I said, sitting up and touching her ankle to remind her of the anklet. “We will always be together no matter where we end up.”

"It sometimes changes a good man into a bad one, said the tall man. "You've been under arrest for ten minutes, 'Silky' Bob. Chicago thinks you may have dropped over our way and wires us she wants to have a chat with you. Going quietly, are you? That's sensible. Now, before we go on to the station here's a note I was asked to hand you. You may read it here at the window. It's from Patrolman Wells."

I was walking to open the door when i heard a loud bang and saw my door hitting my wood floors then the swat team said "put your hands up your under arrest for the murder of Ralph Burns " I listened and slowly put my hands up I was extremely confused who is Ralph Burns? Then one of the police men took my hands and put them behind my back then put tight hand cuffs on me. They took me to a police car and put me inside.i asked the officer driving the car what the heck is going on he said I'm not at the authority to tell you . Now I'm sitting in a holding cell. Well I'm waiting I might as well tell you who is am hi I'm Stefan I'm a high school student in Arizona I had a pretty

"stay here" he said as he ran into the woods. I stood there for a while, but then a figure appeared next to the trees. It was the man who ran after the thief. I walked towards him with fast steps. He was carrying my bag, his body seemed tired and he was out of breath.

“ ‘All right, friend,’ he said, standing about fifteen feet away, trembling, ‘you just wait, you ain’t heard the last of me yet,’ and he turned and went off down the quiet street” (O’Connor 155).

"She did?" The detective asked surprised. When she remember the not so comfortable conversations with her, she tried to ignore the warmth she felt in her cheeks. "What did she.. uhm say exactly?"

Freak would come home and laugh and tell me stories, as he got excited, so did I.”