kofmaster
Dealer wins not your game
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The Crow: my story
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People once believed that when someone dies, a crow carries their soul to the land of the dead, but sometimes a terible sadness is carried with the crow and the soul can't rest, and sometimes..just sometimes, the crow can bring that soul back from the dead, to put the wrong things right. Things can never be right, my soul will never rest untill we are together.
I though Eric was the last...I never thought there would be another.
This is my story...Listen....
Can a boy really have vengence? Do people ever get a seccond chance to make things right? Of corse, but for actions there is always a price to pay. A boy making his way through high school, a hate loving family, abusive father, a scared sister, a silent morther, and a saint brother. at sixteen he had witness things even adults should never see..no one should. His brother murdered by his father, sister scared and raped. driven insaine by his fathers actions he took his own life. Though life..or not...I will always have a reason to live.
One year, the same night he took his life...things have changed, yet stayed the same, the crow carrying the boys soul was hurt by the childs pain, the brid could not take it and wanted to set things right to rest in peace. The crow brought the boy back to life, reborn into the night hurting more then ever before but growing stronger because of it. The boy knew all of that which had happend, the thoughts plagued his head, killing him over and over again untill he couldn't breath through his own screaming.
Wondering the streets he stops looking at his own reflection.
"Why must this face haut me?..Get away....I SAID GET AWAY!!!!!"
punching the window bits of glass shatters everywhere. Weeping he cowards in a corner next to a dumpster holding himself, his eyes peering into the shattered glass. He looks to his hand as the wounds heal themselves.
"this face..will be painted in shadows to hide my fear."
Scaring his face with the glass with the symbol of the crow markings..tears..and smiles wild like the shadows.
"Can a boy have vengence?...no...but a crow can..hahahahahha"
laughing insain he walks down the streets the scars turning black on his pale skin.
"my life was taken by my own hands...so be it..so will my fathers"
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Feb 10th, 2005 10:02 AM
