• I was walking in worn-out jeans, a gray coat, and a few other unimportant stuff. It was December the time that homeless needed to find a place to stay, but no-one wanted me anywhere near their home. Because... of the curse I got from that dagger I feel upon long ago. It... it ruined my life, It started to show in a month after I tripped and plunged it in to my shoulder in the fall. Making people stare at my soulless gray body with cuts all over. And what makes them so afraid of me was last year, A few punks where where following me through a ally and I knew trouble was afoot. I stopped at a dead end, and I was trapped between a lifeless wall, and three about-to-be-dead people. But they wanted my most precious item my hat that kept my ears from freezing during the winter. So I knew that this is not good... for them because I was so demonic that most people rather rush to the other side of road then walk in the same sidewalk as me. But, couldn't see my look so I knew that my secret of being a tainted human was over i had to kill them, so I cast a spell that plucked their eyes out, and left them sightless, and then making sure they couldn't leave with my secret I casted a another spell ripping their flesh off their body's, making them die in seconds. But the people knew that I was because they saw me followed by three people, and they never came out, again, so instead of just walking on the other sidewalk they walk on different roads. Leaving me alone, sad, and lonely for the rest of my life till' I find a way to get rid of this curse.