A torrential downpour flooded several neighborhoods in the area.
Fortunately, I had a habit of stocking up on supplies.
That kept my cousin and me from starving to death while trapped at home.
But her bleeding heart got the better of her.
She insisted on opening the door for a neighbor who had bullied me as a child.
"You said it yourself, that was when we were kids."
"Shouldn't we give people a chance to change?"
As a result, that night, the neighbor violated me.
Afterward, I grabbed a knife and forced them both out of the house.
A few days later, my cousin brought disaster victims to break in.
They swarmed in and looted our supplies.
In the end, I was trampled to death.
But my cousin became a disaster relief hero.
When I opened my eyes again, I rushed to a security supply store and asked:
"Do you have a powerful stun baton? The kind that can electrocute a pig to death."
