Life in the Matrix by Kiler Davenport
My very harsh and to the fucking point personality comes from all the death, dying, suffering, and pain I have been around since I was 14 years old, I am 65 years old now. I was completely surrounded by blood and guts from a very early age, due to the fact that I started hanging around the fire station at 14 years old. And back then I was going out on calls with the units. It was nothing to see 3 or 4 dead bodies a day back then because I also worked at the funeral home and hung out at the ME's office watching them do and many times assisting with autopsy. Plus, my dad was friends with the top funeral homeowner in the city and I hung out there all the time too, and I learned to embalm and dress and do hair and makeup on the dead. Then we would box them up and make them ready for family viewing. Now just down the street from the funeral home was the crematorium, and they always needed help lifting these very heavy bodies into the ovens, so I learned to use the retorts and burn my ...