• As I walk though the darkness, i watch everyone. Compared to everyone else i was a freak. They all had nice cloths, a loving family, trust worthy friends, it seemed like they had everything. As for myself, I had nothing. My parents were murdered, i have no friends, and the clothes on my back were all stolen. I have been living in hate, confusion, and fear.No matter what life threw at me, i always told myself one thing, You laugh at me cause I'm a freak, but to me, everyone else is. Everyone seems normal, well, to me at least. I never cried when life got tough, i never showed my emotions, but mostly fear.

    People say you can't run away from your problems, that you have to face them, if i didn't run, i would have died, but now that seems like a better choice then my life now, hell sometimes i have to kill just to survive. Never a day goes by without me wondering what my life would be like, without hate,my parents still alive, friends, everything normal. Guess I'll never know, for the hell i live now, is my life, and to me, everything i do is normal.