Clint's Story

[iamnobody]

Well, the only good thing about having cataracts and not being able to see good was the fact that it gave me time to think about story plots. Right now I have notes on 6 story lines. One I actually have many pages of story written for weeks, but the main character is along the lines of Solo's story so I won't step on his toes. His story is great and I'm waiting on his next update. HINT! HINT! SOLO.      So I will go with this story about Clint. My normal warning, this is all fictional from the 1 brain cell of an old man using 2 fingers to type with.

 Clint's Story

Clint graduated high school and lived with his parents on the edge of the Appalachia. He got a job at the local warehouse and was making decent wages, especially for a 18 year. While other young people were blowing their money on “fun” things, he was saving his money. He wanted a place of his own back in the boonies. His other hobby was shooting at targets. He liked to see how small of groups he could shoot.

By the time Clint was age 20, he was now earning $40,000 a year. He had no bills and was living a frugal lifestyle. He liked reading prepper forums and the PAW stories. He had a girlfriend who he had been dating for 18 months. She was his age, her name was Becky.

Becky came from a poorer family too but she had her social media with all the people on there showing their luxury lives. She wanted that. Clint had a decent job and she liked that. But even though he took her on dates and treated her nice, he didn't spend lavish amounts of money on her. She was entitled to a better lifestyle.

Her friends on social media were all anti gun and it was rubbing off on her.

Clint was such a nice guy, Becky thought he would do anything to please her because she was so beautiful and desirable, any man would gladly snap her up. After a Friday night date with Clint and she had him very interested in her, she told him he would have to give up his evil guns, they were dangerous. Clint looks at her and slowly pulls his hand out from where it was. He told her he had to go home and then left her apartment. She had a stunned look on her face.

They talked on the phone over the next week and she invited him over Friday evening. She comes on to him, tells him to wait a minute and then come back to her bedroom. Cliff came to the bedroom a few minutes later. Becky and her 19 year old sister Betty are laying naked on the bed. Becky is stunningly beautiful and Betty is just a little less beautiful.

They get off the bed and both start undressing him. His shirt gets unbuttoned and working on his pants belt. They tell him he is the best, they both want to his women. Their hands are all over him and when he is very “interested” they drop a bombshell that he needs to give up his prepper nonsense and guns. That he has so much potential and with both of them helping him, he would go far in his life.

They felt him lose “interest” and redoubled their efforts. Clint pulled back and got dressed. Looking at them, he shook his head and left while they screamed at his back that he was a loser and would regret leaving them. He laughed and kept walking.

[udwe]

I've noticed there are a lot of Dumbass women.

[kiwibutterfly]

May 13, 2022 20:32:25 GMT -6 udwe said:

I've noticed there are a lot of Dumbass women.

ONLY in iamnobody's stories BUT he is getting them sorted lol and his stories are great!!!!

[iamnobody]

Becky and Betty were mad that he had left. Then Becky got on her social media and said that she had broke up with Clint because he was verbally abusive and controlling. So since she was very popular and beautiful, a lot of people quit talking to Clint. He dated a few times but after 1 date, the women wouldn't return his calls. Being a small town area, Becky would hear about it and then go tell the woman how bad of a guy Clint was.

Clint gave up dating and he figured that people that believed Becky weren't people he wanted in his life. He concentrated on his job and soon had enough saved up for a place back in the boonies. Even when he was in school, he had seen there were problems in this country. The teachers and TV news told him the official government line but when he looked around, his eyes told him a different story. Things hadn't gotten any better.

On his days off, he would drive in the back areas of the Appalachia looking for a place. He searched for months. Then he found 10 acres of land with a small cabin at the very end of a dirt road. It had a real estate sign at the end of the driveway. He called the number on the sign and the agent said she would be there in an hour.

Clint was leaning against his car when she arrived. The agent got out and showed him around. She said a man had bought the place and then had died. The bank owned the mortgage but would not loan on it due to no well, no heating, spotty electric service and the fact it was so far out away from people. The nearest neighbor was 2 miles down the dirt road.

The cabin was small, a 24x24 feet. One bedroom, bath, a living area and large kitchen area. The living room and kitchen were an open floor space. Clint wasn't into “tiny houses” movement but the size would be okay for him. Outside, the land looked okay. About 8 cleared acres and it was butted up against a mountain. Walking around, he saw a water spring and it had a good flow from it. Clint asked about restrictions and was told there were none. He asked if there was a clear title and the agent assured him the bank guaranteed it.

He asked the price and the agent told him, then reminded him the bank would not carry a mortgage on it. Clint countered with a lower figure and then told the agent it was a cash bid and no loan involved and he wouldn't raise his offer. The agent called the bank and shortly told Clint it was his. He followed her back to her office and did the paperwork and did a bank transfer for payment. By the end of the day, he walked out of the office as the owner of the cabin and property. He spent the night sleeping on the cabin floor, tomorrow he had to go back to his job.

[iamnobody]

He made trips to his place when he could, spending the night on the floor in a sleeping bag. He had the spring water tested and it came back as drinkable. His online searches showed that the mountain behind him was owned by a big corporation that was using it for a “green” tax write off.

The electricity was spotty as the agent had said but he was never into a lot of electrical gadgets. He had a small computer hooked up to a satellite internet provider. There was a phone line with a regular “landline” phone. He saved money and had a well and septic put in.

Over the winter, he found out the road to his place was not regularly snow plowed and his small car was not enough. He knew better than to shop for a 4x4 vehicle during the snowy winter months and waited til it turned warm again. Saving his wages every week, he finally found an older 4x4 Dodge Ram 1500 truck with a snow plow. The government was talking about big taxes on older vehicles, trying to force people into buying the new electric cars, so he got the truck at a good price.

He wanted wood cooking and heating in his place but after seeing online prices for them, they were out of his affordability. So he did the rational thing and started looking at You Tube videos on how to build his own. He fast learned not to do any searches on You Tube on any subject after 7PM because no matter what the topic, it showed suggested videos containing women wearing very little clothing.

From the videos about making a wood cook stove and heating stoves, he knew it would be wise to enforce the floors with braces in the basement because of the weight. Using the videos, he drew up plans that would only cost 10% of what new store bought stoves cost.

For the wood heat stove, he had a local high school student from near his job, use 3/8 inch steel and weld up the stove as his class project. The student did great work and got an A+ for his grade and Clint got his stove. His dad and mom went along out to his place and his dad helped manhandle the stove into place. Then Clint lined the interior with fire brick and connected the pipe to a chimney he built.

On another trip, they helped with making a wood cookstove using fire brick and a 3/8 inch thick piece of steel as the cooking surface. It may of not been the prettiest thing to look at, but it worked. His mom said she would keep with her electric stove but Clint was happy.

He was still worried about what he was seeing around him. He was still reading PAW stories on the internet. One story really got to him. The story told of how the government was making bunkers for government people to survive any disaster. Surely the author just made that up as fiction. But Clint researched it and found it to be true. There was nothing for the protection of the common person but there were a lot of what was called executive orders (EO) that basically stripped any living common person of all their rights, freedoms and properties. After a disaster, any common person still alive would be basically a slave of the government. That made Clint very worried and he renewed his plans to get his place ready.

[iamnobody]

The following year He rented a backhoe and dug a trench leading out from his basement. He made it 8 feet wide, 8 feet deep and 20 feet long. He laid drain pipe in the bottom, covered with gravel and mixed cement for the floor, then laid cement block up the sides. He made a strong roof over it and back covered with dirt. He made a door to it from the basement but hid the door from a casual look. His dad and mom thought he was a little crazy with the things he was doing but humored him and helped him because they liked the nice vacation the place provided to them.

The next year he hauled in manure and spread it on an area for a garden. He rented a tractor and equipment to make the garden. He eagerly poured over the online seed catalogs and got his seeds. He planted, lovingly hoed, weeded and watered. His plants were looking great. The following week he came back to a bare garden and deer tracks all over it. He learned that a fence was needed.

Also that year was a sad one. His parents were killed in an accident. A front tire on their car blew out, causing the car to flip down a steep hill, causing instant death from broken necks. He took time off from his job to take care of things. As an only child he honored their wishes for a cremation and spread their ashes from a mountain top. He inherited their small house which he ended up renting out. He now lived full time at his place.

He traveled the distance to work every day. As he saved enough money, he would buy dry foods like rice and beans, storing them in mylar bags inside of 5 gallon buckets inside the trench. He also stored his guns in there,coated with cosmoline and in airtight containers. He had an old single shot 30/30 rifle, a single shot 22LR and a single shot 12G shotgun. Nothing fancy, everything used and bought face to face with no paperwork.

He also had an old 38 Special, 5 shot revolver he had found in his dad's bedroom when he cleaned it out. Clint never knew his dad had owned it. The blueing was wore off it and some surface rust, but it shot fine when he tried it out at his place. Once a month he bought a box of ammo for each of the 4 guns and stored them in ammo cans in the trench.

He finally had his fields fenced in, chickens for eggs and 2 pigs for bacon. Also he had been dating a woman named Lori for a year. She lived in a small rented mobile home near where he worked. He often mowed her small lawn, shoveled snow from her sidewalk and had Friday dates with her. She was wonderful. About a year into their relationship, she got very sick and had to be hospitalized. The doctors said immediate surgery or she could die.

She almost died but would need bed rest and care for at least a month. Clint took a leave of absence from his job so he could care for her. Once a day he drove to his place, tended the animals and drove back. He had to hand feed Lori, give her sponge baths and even wipe her backside and empty her bedpan. He was there for it all.

It took about 6 weeks before she could get around on her own. She had been off work, so Clint had made sure all the right paperwork was done at her job, made sure her health insurance was notified, paid her rent, electric, phone, car payment, credit card payment, water and sewage out of his own money. He bought the food they were eating. He finally went back to his job. Her sickness had put him behind in preparing his place, but he loved her.

He had her out to his place more often. She liked the scenery and the fresh food from the garden but not too keen on the chickens and pigs. She would sit on the porch and watch as he did that. He opened up to her about his concerns with what was happening in the world. She knew he had a well stocked pantry in the kitchen and he had shown her the 38 Special revolver but that was it for now. But he hadn't shown her the trench where he had 18 months of dry food for 2, (beans, rice, oatmeal, cornmeal) plus the guns, ammo and assorted supplies.

Lori could understand some of the things Clint spoke of but she said most of the things were too crazy to be true.

[iamnobody]

Clint and Lori continued dating, she thought he was great for taking great care of her when she was sick. He continued mowing her lawn and doing things she needed done. Her friends were envious of her.

About a year later the economy was getting real bad and the government didn't seem to care. They were spending money like there was no tomorrow. Lori wanted a new mattress and she was paying for it. Clint thought it wasn't a wise decision but she was an adult and she was paying for it, so...

They were in his truck going to buy the mattress. The traffic light was green for him as they went through the intersection but the large box truck coming the other direction didn't stop for his red light. The box truck T-boned Clint's truck on his side at 40mph.

When Clint came to 3 days later, it was to finding himself in a hospital bed. Since she had been on the other side, Lori had only got a few minor scratches. But Clint took the full brunt of the hit. His whole body hurt from the top of his head to the bottom of his toes. Lori came in later when she got off from work. With a weak voice, he asked her to notify his work place and tell them what happened. To keep his insurance up to date to pay hospital bills. He needed her to check on and feed his animals.

While she was there with him, the doctor came in. He was told his head must of hit the windshield and he was blind. The doctor wasn't sure if he would ever be able to see again. Also his left leg was smashed and it would take a lot of healing and therapy for him to use it again. The rest of his body was bruised from the hit but nothing serious.

Clint heard Lori gasp at the news and he didn't feel much better at the news either. She ran out of the room crying. The doctors and nurses worked with him every day. Being blind and crippled, he needed help doing everything. From feeding himself to going over to the restroom on crutches. And that was a big change for him. He was blind, how could he do things at his place to get ready, how could he survive when something bad happened.

After 30 days, a hospital clerk informed him that he no longer was covered under his insurance and he would have to start paying for the services himself or he would have to leave. Clint was at a loss of what was going on. He should be on disability from his job and have insurance. Lori said she had notified the company and did the paperwork.

Clint left the hospital because he didn't have the money to pay for more treatment. He had some money stashed at home but it was for paying normal bills. Lori took him to his cabin. When he got out of her car, he could hear some chickens clucking and a pig making noises. He asked how his livestock and garden was doing and she told him fine. She heated up food from his pantry as a meal for him and said she had to get back home as she had work in the morning. She made sure he had bottles of water near his bed, his phone within reach and a radio for him to listen to.

The next day he was able to use his phone to call the workplace. It was #1 on speed dial. He talked to his boss and asked why his insurance was canceled. The boss said that when they didn't hear from him after 2 weeks, they assumed he quit and therefor his job was no longer. Clint told them his girlfriend had stopped there and did all the paperwork since he was in the hospital. The boss said no one had stopped in and then hung up on the phone.

Lori stopped by that evening and Clint asked her about his job. She assured him she had notified his company. Clint was puzzled about what was going on.

[ydderf2]

Thanks sounds interesting.

[iamnobody]

Clint asked Lori to stop at the grocery store on her next trip to town, to pick up some chicken thighs and ground hamburger to have on hand. He told her there should be money enough in his wallet to cover it. Lori then said she could use some money to cover the gas she was spending running back and forth for him. Clint said “sure” and told her $80 should be enough for food and gas. Lori got in his wallet and got the money, then since he was blind, she took another $100.

Being a Friday evening, he thought she would stay the night but Lori told him her boss required her to work tomorrow. She left. Clint laid there in bed listening to the radio after she left. News was just more bad stuff. Later, using his crutches, he slowly felt his way to the bathroom. A round trip took 30 minutes with his busted leg and being blind. He took several Aspirin for the pain he was feeling. In his constant darkness, all he could think of was he is blind and the world is going down the sewer. How was he going to make it.

[solo]

A very nice start! And please send us whatever you are writing. It doesn't matter if it is similar, there are always lessons to learn and/or hear again.

[kaijafon]

goodness, another bad woman!!! I hope his blindness is temporary

[iamnobody]

I just had my 2nd eye surgery this morning.

And I CAN SEE AGAIN!

But there goes my excuse for typos. 

The cataracts were bad, so my poor sight gave me a 1st hand feeling of not being able to see. A person standing 15 feet from me was in the "cloud" and I couldn't see them.

[iamnobody]

What's also scary is that on the way home, I stopped by a BIG box retail store, one that everyone hates, has a blue front with a sun on it.

I jokingly asked an employee when the food shortages would be over.

She said that the store was no longer allowed to order what they wanted, they got whatever the food warehouse shipped them from what they had in stock.

Now that is scary, proving how bad things already are. Her words made me think I had stepped inside one of these PAW stories.....

[iamnobody]

He awoke in the morning determined that he was not giving up. After a morning slow trip to the bathroom and back to his bed, he decided to start working on his leg. Before the insurance had been stopped, the therapist had been showing him things to do. He needed to massage his leg muscles to kept them limber.

Using both hands while he was sitting on the bed, he worked the muscles. That was painful. Then he tried bending his leg and he saw stars from the pain. He about passed out but he kept saying to himself “Come on Clint, you wimp, suck it up and push through. You have to do this.”

Later in the evening, Lori showed up and put some food in the fridge. He asked her to tend the animals and collect the eggs. She told him she did that before coming in and the animals were fine. Lori said she had checked the mail and his electric and phone bills were due. Clint asked her to write them a check and if she guided his hand, he would sign them.

Lori said that the bank ATM showed there wasn't enough to pay the bills. “What, there is supposed to be $300 in the account.” Then told her to take money from his wallet to pay them. She pretends to look in his wallet and tells him there is only $30 there. Again he is puzzled, saying there should be a lot more, how is that possible. She says maybe someone at the hospital stole his money. Then says she was too tired to cook and stopped at the store to buy some already cooked take out and served him a plateful.

She had to work again tomorrow so couldn't stay the night. Clint asked her to help him to the bathroom so he could clean up. Being blind, he didn't see her irritated look. Before leaving she reminded him about his bills and he told her where to open the wall panel to reveal his cash savings. She opened it and left out a gasp of surprise at the stack of money. It looked to be $8,000 and told him so. He said it was actually $10,000 – his emergency fund and she was the only other person that knew of it. She took enough for the bills and slowly closed the panel.

[sniper69]

Sounds like Clint is going to soon be penniless. Hope his eye sight returns soon. Or maybe a hit to the head when Lori and some friends rob him will return his sight? But our author only knows, and with that can hardly wait for the next chapter.

[solo]

I hope he gets to see again soon. Both physically and kinetically. ESPN is real.... So is ESP.

[iamnobody]

It was 8 weeks after his accident, 4 weeks after he had been home and 2 weeks since Lori had left. She had grown quite aloof from him since his accident. She refused to help him with his therapy, even to help him walk to the bathroom and finally taken to openly mocking the blind cripple.

On the last day she had been there, she showed up with a man. They both came into his cabin and Clint heard the strange voice. Lori said they were taking his things in payment for her tolerating him. Taking his money and food because a blind cripple didn't need them. She mocked him that she had never done the paperwork with his job, nor paid bills for him. She would be nice and let that yucky Spam, that corn beef hash that looked like dog puke and the stupid instant oatmeal that was only fit for horses. She laughed saying she had turned his livestock loose on the 1st day of his accident, she wasn't tending smelly animals.

Lori and the man took his crutches and threw them outside. Lori took the 38 Special revolver out of the dresser drawer. They took the money out of the wall. Lori showed the man the quart jars of pre 64 dimes and quarters from the kitchen shelf but the man laughed and said who needed some dirty old coins when they had this $10,000. Clint heard them kissing and he was mad and tried getting out of bed. His leg gave out and he collapsed on the floor in extreme pain. They laughed at him as they went out the door and drove away.

[freebirde]

Any kind of word from the box truck owners and/or their insurance settlement or hearing yet?

[iamnobody]

When the pain subsided enough, he slowly crawled, pulling his leg along the floor, he made his way to the phone. Reaching it, he picked up the handset. No dial tone. He felt along the phone cord to plug it back in. He felt where they had cut the cord. Slowly back to his bed, he reached for his water bottle. Getting it, crawling to the bathroom and pulling his body up, he filled it.

Then back to his bed to put the water bottle on the stand. He rested on the floor and fell asleep, he awoke later, not knowing how long he had slept. His belly was letting him know it was time to eat. Slowly crawling to the kitchen, he felt for the cans of food on the floor where Lori and the man had dumped them. They had done it to mock him but throwing it on the floor worked to his advantage.

He got several cans of food and thankfully they were pop top cans with those pull tabs. He found several packs of instant oatmeal. Making his slow way back, he painfully pulled himself up onto the bed. He felt for the radio and turned it on, it worked! He listened while he ate. Yeah, it was corn beef hash and tasted greasy when cold but it was filling. He ate an oatmeal pack, maple flavor, which helped on the taste.

The radio said it was 10PM so he crawled to the bathroom, filled his water, used a rag to wash his body, did his business and back to bed. Sleep was slow in coming, his mind was still racing in thinking. Then he heard the coyotes howling, then shortly he heard his chickens squawking, then silence. He worried about his livestock.

The radio said it was 8AM, he normally was awake at 6AM but guessed all the stress had tired him out. The radio had a talk show on, talking about things. It was finally on regular news about the economy being bad. Clint was exercising his leg while listening. He was blind and crippled. Being way out here, his nearest neighbor 2 miles away, no phone and basically no one worried about him, he knew there was a big chance he would die if he couldn't at least walk. He pushed himself, exercising his leg until he had tears in his eyes. His crutches would of helped, but Lori had taken them with her and there wasn't even a vehicle to blow its horn to try to attract someone's attention. He was on his own.

And unbeknownst to him, the driver of the box truck that hit him was an undocumented immigrant as the government labeled the driver, and he was released by the police. The driver faded into the city and was not found for his court date. And the box truck was registered in Mexico and no insurance on it. So there wouldn't be a single penny in compensation paid to Clint.

[9idrr]

Other than that, things were goin' great, huh? ;^)

[iamnobody]

Over the weeks Clint tried exercising his leg as much as possible. He was getting more movement and the pain wasn't quite as bad as in the beginning. He was still crawling to the bathroom several times a day, getting water, washing off and nature calls. At night he would often hear the coyotes howling, on several occasions a bear was on the porch and once he heard a nearby scream of a mountain lion.

He had heard the clucking of some chickens during the day and the grunting of a pig, but how many of his livestock were alive, he was unsure. The same with his garden, was there anything left in there. He had put so much work into the animals and garden and now it seemed all undone. The same with Lori, he had taken care of her when she was sick, and when he needed her, her parting words were “she had no use for a blind cripple who could no longer take care of her.” So much time wasted.

The radio talk shows were saying how bad things were getting. High prices, shortages of food and supplies, people without jobs, but yet the government was saying everything was great. A pack of baloney was $8 and gas was $10 a gallon. He had no truck and couldn't see to drive anyway so it was a blessing.

The Spam, corn beef hash and oatmeal would taste better if he could heat them up, but being blind, he didn't want to risk a wood fire. He didn't know what he would do come winter season. It would be easier if he could find his crutches that Lori had taken but he had crawled all over the cabin and they weren't there. He didn't know that Lori had thrown them outside when she left.

6 weeks after she had left, the radio news was all abuzz about numerous government officials no longer being seen in public. Speculation was that they had went into underground bunkers. In all the PAW stories he had read, when government officials went into their underground bunker, it meant very bad times for the regular person.

News was of people panicking and gangs doing whatever they wanted as police left their jobs and were protecting their families. Clint almost dirtied his underwear when he realized SHTF and he was laying there crippled and blind. Not exactly something he could plan ahead for.

[iamnobody]

2 weeks later the radio news announced that an asteroid was inbound, it would come very near the Earth or could actually impact somewhere. Chaos ensured. The day it was scheduled to happen, his radio quit working. Whether his radio went bad or the station quit broadcasting, he wasn't sure.

Now he had no way to know the time. He slept when he was tired and ate when he was hungry. The day the asteroid was due, he had heard a lot of rumblings, a lot of wind but no sounds of any impact. He guessed it was around 2 weeks after the asteroid when he heard something moving on his porch.

Then inside his cabin he heard the sounds of heavy breathing and a heavy body moving around. Clint was listening to determine if it was a bear or a person. The body came to the door of his bedroom and stopped. The sound of breathing was loud. He could smell the strong scent of an unwashed body – a person.

Clint waved his arms and called out “who's there?” No response from the person watching him, who realized he was blind and crippled from the brace Clint was wearing on his leg. The person turned back to the kitchen, picked up a can of Spam and left, closing the cabin door behind them.

Clint laid there in bed feeling anger and fear. He couldn't see and some unknown person had entered his cabin, taken some food and left while he was helpless to do anything about it.

[iamnobody]

He assumed it was the next day when he heard a person come back in the cabin. He figured it was the same person because of the heavy breathing. The person walked around and looked in the bedroom. The person stood there a few minutes and then walked in the room. Clint pulled himself up in bed and again yelled out “who are you?” The person walked to his bed, then into the kitchen where he heard the water running. Then back to his bedroom where he heard his water bottle being set on the stand near him. The person walked out, grabbing a can of food and out the cabin door.

The next day the person was back and Clint heard them making noises at his kitchen wood cookstove. Soon he smelled food cooking and the person brought a plate of food in for him. Eggs! Fried eggs with hot corn beef hash on the side and a fresh bottle of water!! He heard the person eating food also. When he fumbled his way through the plate of food, the person took the plate and Clint heard dishes being washed in the kitchen. Then the person left again.

This kept up day after day. Clint tried talking with them but got no response. The person was cooking enough for both of them. If there were fresh eggs, some of his chickens must of survived. The person was refreshing his water bottle every day, washing dishes and he heard a broom swishing too.

Clint was exercising his leg daily. He could sense the person watching him do it. Tears of pain were in his eyes and the person could probably see them but he didn't care, he wanted to walk again. The next day when the person came in, they came in and laid something on the bed. He felt it to see what it was – HIS CRUTCHES! He wouldn't have to crawl. As he walked, he could sense the person walking near him. He heard the person warn him that something was in front of him – a woman's voice.

[9idrr]

I think we were all ready for a glimmer of hope, sir.

[texican]

iam,

Clint is crippled and blind without his crutches and most of his food and his emergency money due to Lori and she abandoned Clint.

The world was collapsing and an asteroid hit. From bad to worse.

Now a bad smelling person takes food, cooks food for Clint and himself or is it herself?

Clint gets his crutches back and the person shows back up and Clint hears a females voice.

Now who is who?

iam, you could throw a few more twists and turns, but what else could be worse except the female is Lori?

Texican....