Mcdaveo Brand
Stories (15/0)
My First Time in Las Vegas Gone Wrong
My first ever time in Las Vegas. My brother and I went to Vegas for three nights. Well... it was supposed to be three nights. Let me explain. I and my brother landed at the Vegas airport then took an Uber car to our hotel. we stayed at Harrah's hotel and casino. It was unbelievable. I never saw so many slots in one city. They even had slots at the Vegas airport... can you believe that? Then after that, we checked into our hotel room. Our hotel and room were beautiful. We walked over to the store and got some smoke (if you know what I mean) then went gambling for an hour, then went to our room for the night. The next morning we got up at about nine AM or so, and went gambling for a few hours then walked up to the Vegas strip and went to a few different casinos. We had the best time. I was losing money like no tomorrow, but I still had a good time.
By Mcdaveo Brand5 years ago in Wander
Demon in My Room
This true story happened to me in GA about 6 years ago. I was laying in my bed. It was about 1 am or so. I was about to fall asleep when I heard a noise coming from my window. I didn't know if it was coming from inside or outside so I got up to check & I saw a white orb looking thing going past my window outside. It was at that point 1:30 AM so I just thought it was my eyes playing tricks on me so I just closed my window shades and went back to bed and again.
By Mcdaveo Brand5 years ago in Horror
My Life in the Military
The date was February 7, 1965. I just had my 20th birthday, and the day after I was called into war. There I was, in a foxhole with a pistol on my side, and a M16 both with only 100 rounds. All of the sudden I could hear a mortar coming down right towards me. I got out of the foxhole just in time for the mortar to hit. I ran into cover, trying not to take a bullet from the enemy. I was in cover behind an old tractor. I ran for at least 20 yards. At that time, I didn't see someone with a hatchet coming for me, but at the last minute I pulled out my pistol, and shot him right in the middle of his Adam's apple, and I could hear him choking on his own blood for 30 seconds before he died. That was my first ever kill in the military, and I didn't really feel that good having to kill, and watch as he started bleeding out right in front of me, but I knew I had to kill or be killed. At the end of my first day at war, I was still a little shocked that I had to kill someone, but I knew he wanted to kill me, so I just started drinking till the memory of what I did wen't away. That was the end of my first day at war.
By Mcdaveo Brand5 years ago in Serve