The Ending Of Chronicle a.k.a. The Day I Kicked My Dad's Ass

by Brendan S


I downed a bottle of rum, and then another one. I was full-blown telekinetic at this time. Moving the trees. Stopping the buzzing in powerlines. Building strange devices.

I had no time to listen Jaymes Young that morning.

I needed more alcohol, since I was being assaulted by hackers constantly, and had no one to talk to about it.

I theorized I was also being EMP'd locally by a woman who hates me.

I thought it was her daughter ..

My dad said, "Brendan."

"Do you remember when you went to jail..?"

My anger flared.

All I wanted was my check money, and no, he is not my "rep payee."

He wouldn't give me my money, so I argued with him that morning.

That morning, I also showed my =father= who's boss.

With a lighter I held up in-between our brow chakras, and a very simple shove to the shoulder, with almost no effort, he was repulsed from me about ten feet, and stumbled three times to make sure he didn't fall down.

The cops tackled me the same day, but I've shown my father who's boss by now ..

He's presently been demoted in the Freemasons for his pedophilia, and he is also (to me) a known "disgusting human being" in Bar Harbor.

The truth is, that "Chronicle" scene was always based on me.


BLS


(P.S. Yeah, I'd love to find out he's dead some day, I hate him that much.)

An Addendum: Since someone, or some divine force has recently caused me to lose both my personal deathray and cell-phone, I now have had to ask for a new cell-phone, and due to whatever the cause, my father has (now) given me His phone, which has every resident of Bar Harbor's phone number in it. I have been a private (very private) sort of investigator for years, but this is kind of funny to me.