Steve Freeling: A Short Story

On August 30, 1972 Stephen Ernest Carneal was born at Henrico Doctors in Henrico County VA. Janice H. Carneal and Ernest L. Carneal Had their second boy, their first being John H. Carneal. Stephen Went to Richmond Christian Academy for school and liked hunting and and fishing with his dad as a kid. As a teenager Stephen liked hanging out at the mall and the movies with his friends.

"Let's start by, you guys brought me here to talk about Iowa politics and the caucus tonight not to talk about my kids and that was a promise. But as things go in the world of media you guys don't always keep your promises evidently."

He spoke of how the last week had been agonizing for his family, and how the grief will remain for the rest of their lives. This led some viewers to see him in a better light, slightly lessening the damage to his reputation. He used that to preface his next statement, bringing up the question of whether his reputation was so tarnished that he should resign his seat in the Senate. He used solemn body language and vocal tones to show the serious nature of the situation and his possible decision, staring at the camera with quiet

No more talk, Steve. You're going to talk us into a grave! You'd let whatever's

“I hope you are a better listener when I explain what job I have for you.” He added. “It’s clear you are better than the rest of us, rich boy and all that. But, in here your life is in my hands. If I say the word, you’re dead. If I don’t say anything, you will sign your own death warrant sooner than later.”

-I’m angry, but not at you. We tried to keep you safe but we failed to give you what you needed the most, hope.-

“Steve,” said Futility as she stepped in front of Stevenson. Everyone looked at Stevenson, indicating with their expression that they deserved an explanation.

Today was a boring day her at CTL. I spend the whole day counseling recently released prisoner from a local organizations. Normally I only have about three or four , but today I had ten. Out of all of the cases these was one that I could not wrap my finger around. The case consisted of a twenty fur year old man who was just released from prison three days ago. A lot of people always asked me if I am scared to talked to recently released prisoners. I don’t know why people always think that I am in danger because of my occupation. To be honest the prisoners are more scared of me than I am of them they don’t know what to expect. The first thing that they always say is what doe they think their chances of being accepted by sociality

As he talks about his theory Steve pops a joke about doing a check for the aliens and “There’s laughter at this, but it’s a laughter that comes from a desperate attempt to lighten the atmosphere…the people look at one another in the middle of their laughter…”(Serling 672). even though they are laughing, they are still internally freaking out and do not want to show it until someone else breaks. Although everyone is not freaking out at the moment, late “ the people pick this up and now their murumming becomes a loud chant filling the air with accusations and demands for action…”(Serling 674). The fear was slowly slipping into their minds until they started becoming hunters to find the one who is lying about their true

“It’s a lot to comprehend Joe, I’m afraid to say anything because they might find me.

Rod Serling faced challenges from advertisers and censors like having to censor certain things so people wouldn’t get offended. When trying to write a story about how Emmett Till was brutally beaten and murdered for whistling at a white woman, he was forced to whittle down the story. Serling was usually forced to change/censor his topics. When the story was censored it more than often left any true story. Rod Serling chose to write about science fiction and write his own TV shows because he could write it on his own and avoid advertisers and censors. He often used his TV shows to show his anger and confusion to the audience and wrote cautionary and add morals to his tales. He did this because no one else would listen and he put those 9in his

He looked at them like they were aliens. Why didn’t they understand what he was telling them? “I think this guy may be related to us. Are you listening to me?”

He was about to take it back, when Tony thrust his phone and earphones into his hands and took off his jacket. He took his things back from Steve with a grin.

They didn’t say anything on the way down, Tony just clung loosely to him until they reached the ground and he started walking towards the back parking lot.

Minutes pasted before Arnold could even get his mouth to form coherent words. What Gerald just told him was unbelieveable. To think his best friend was hiding such a thing from him this entire time. At that moment, he felt nothing but sympathy for his friend, and the first thing that came out of his mouth was...