These side affects were takeing a toll on the hero gradually wearing him down, the doctor took the hero in as his own careing for him and makeing sure he was brought up well, "Two year's have passed since that night." the hero thought to himself as he got up out of bett to start what seemed like a normal summer Tag "Boy where are Du it's time to start work!" excalimed the old man as he knocked on his door "Eh... I hate mornings." sagte the hero as he got up out of bett getting dressed to start another day. With the sun bareing down on them it seemed as if hell had found it's way to Siege "Are we almost done?" asked the hero in anoyence as he he levaraged himself on his shovel "Haha already tired boy?" laughed the old man still shoveling dirt, this was the hero's first Tag at work he was excited but little did he know it was digging graves in the blistering heat, the old man was always fond of the grave yard being he use to be a preist before he settled down, while the hero was shoveling he noticed an amulet sparkleing in the sun light underneath an old rotting baum "Hmm...? what's this?" he picked the amulet up looking it over, from what he could tell it seemed old with scratch marks on it and was all scuffed up, he stuffed it in his pocket for later. Tag turned to night it seemed they had been digging graves for eternity, walking back Home from a long day's work the passed Von his old house, "Hmm... what happened there?" asked the hero stopping for a moment "Oh that used to be some necromancer's Home some people say he died in the burning so no need to worry." replied the old man continueing to his house "Oh...." the hero couldn't help but wonder who the necromancer was "Why do I get this feeling as if I have been here before?" he thought to himself noticing the old man was half way down the road "Hey, wait up!" exclaimed the hero running after the old man. Opening the door to their Home they noticed a letter on the tabelle "Hmm? what's this?" the old man opened the note Lesen but is shocked "The....they are going to take my house away from me!" the old man started clutching his chest gasping for air "Doctor!" the hero cought the doctor before he fell to the floor "Doctor are Du okay?" asked the hero as he looked at him seeing he had just had a herz attack, the hero helped the old man to the bett sitting Von his bett side all night hopeing he was going to live. Worried if the old man was going to make it through the hero felt lost, the old man took him in and showed him what it was like to have a normal life for once being a father figure to him, he clutched his fist "I....I won't let Du die me!" exclaimed the hero thrusting his fist into the wall, the noise could be heard from a block away, the women who found the hero heard the commotion hurrying to the house worried, "Hello is is everyone okay?" asked the girl knocking on the door, the hero answered it with a depressed look on his face with tear's running done his beat red cheeks "He..." the hero stutered slightly trying to get the word's out "Who, what happened? asked the girl as she grabbed hold of the hero shakeing him "He....he didn't make it.." replied the hero as he fell to his knee's stareing at the floor as his tear's fell, "Who didn't make it?" she asked as she made her way around the house wondering where the old man was, she finally found him in bett as a cold breeze blew through her hair from the open window, she stood Von his bett side with shivers danceing down her spine "No.... it can't be.." she sagte soon as tear's rushed down her cheek as well, the hero entered the room and stood beside her "I.... couldn't do anything.." he sagte clutching his fist once again. Looking at the hero tear's flowing like river she grabbed hold of him, pulling him closer as she burried herself in his chest, he wrapped his arm's around her "Heh come on now don't cry one of us has to be strong here." sagte the hero as he looked at her beat red face, "... I know.... but he always took care of me." she replied stareing back at him. They headed to the küche sitting down at the table, the hero began Lesen the note "Dear Esher, We have reason's to suspect Du are harboring a demon with-in you're house hold, we the town church commity are comeing to claim you're house to further investigate." the hero fell silent as his herz began beating faster "That impossible there is no demon here... how could they even think that!" she exclaimed looking over at the hero.
Bounce your head, snap
To the classic, to the rap
Step ball change
Basic with a buck
Pleay, tour jete
Bounce your head to the rock
One two three,
Two two three,
Count along with your head
Mosh with the beat
Hop shuffle hop back
Twirl your arms, bend your back
Do the thingamajiggie
Wear out your taps
Breathe it in, breathe it out
Reach for the sky, dance on the ground
Flitter here, gallop there
Lose yourself anywhere
Flow with the music
Feel it in your veins
As Du bounce your head, snap
Boom boom clap
As light fades the brightest of souls can even be turned to do the darkest of things. As time time pushes vorwärts-, nach vorn the mind and body of an individual changes for either good oder bad. the decisions they make and the things they do will stick with them forever. I was told this many years Vor Von a wise old man that fortold my future. He sagte "the one with the dragon soul is not alone in the world he knows." After being told this it left me nothing but confused but i had a feeling that it wouldn't be the last time i heard of it.
Ever since my family died down to be just me.... I`ve been alone since they died in a car accident. I got out fine (only with cuts and a migrane), but they died. I now live with my grandpa... but he doesn't get me..... I cut my self, dresss diffrently, and never really talk.
4 days after the funeral for my family.... I became Emo. But the Tag my Family died, something changed within me..... something good went rotten.
My Grandpa see's it, but ignores my pain and anger... only if that drunk driver that hit us was sober and never... spun out of control. Some Tag I hope his herz gives out and he dies in jail.
Does any one feel the same?
4 days after the funeral for my family.... I became Emo. But the Tag my Family died, something changed within me..... something good went rotten.
My Grandpa see's it, but ignores my pain and anger... only if that drunk driver that hit us was sober and never... spun out of control. Some Tag I hope his herz gives out and he dies in jail.
Does any one feel the same?
