Sigall Hasterson

Everyone knows Hasterson as a local Catholic High School baseball player who happens to be an aggressive homophobic altar boy.

I know him as the sexual predator who would stare at my crotch until I noticed and got pissed off... later, he used his popularity to turn the tables on me and say that I flashed my dick at him.

I have been beat up by just about every Nazi in this godforsaken county... the girls volleyball team beat me once, calling me "a diseased infected faggot that better not dream of ever touching a clean woman in this town."

When I complained to the Rector, all I got was a whiskey soaked tongue shoved down my throat and a squeeze to my nuts. They ached all day. Filthy perverts.

What do you do... I avoid these people and mind my own business; but somedays this stinking world throws you all together like some random chemicals in a laboratory that will result in a reality twisting explosion.

Fucking little creeper. He is a little dog who has an ambition to be the "alpha-male-top-dog" and "dominate all." A stalker of pretty girls and a serial braggart about shit he never really did. His personality guarantees his unhappiness. But he must be on top to be happy and the climb is tooooooo high.