Updated: Dec 16, 2019
I made a huge mistake. Sometimes, questioning your heritage comes with consequences. Today, I learned that.
I don't think that I've ever been so terrified in my life. I met Albert. Albert the destroyer is what he jokingly called himself. He kept telling me that he had no emotions and that his grandfather was protecting Jesus. He referenced Highlander, blue twisted steel, and people existing in multiple realities. For example, he believed his grandfather had been reborn over and over again for the past 2,000 years.
Besides all of that, I just thought he was Italian MOB. I've read a lot of Louisiana history books so when it comes to these types of things, I automatically don't think logicalIy. I don't know who the fuck he was, but I know he was someone important and that he wanted me to simmer down. I think he soon realized though, I'm nothing but a child like story teller. I'm innocent. He didn't want to kill me. He had to have a reason to kill. There was no reason.
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