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Chapter 1: Intro
(by Omar Alvarado, added on 3 January 2011 04:20 AM)


Yes, I'm a crappy guy, as you might not know.
The facts are not needed to support that statement.
It's just a fact I've learned during life.
Every time I walk my street, I'/ always see happy couples.
They are everywhere, just laughing at me, as if to say, "get lost, you stranger!"
I don't know why it's me, why me, why!
But I've never gotten that question answered.


Chapter 2: every one else
(by Dawn, added on 3 January 2011 08:20 AM)


can some one tell me why it is that every one else get the happy relationships but i get gipt? if you can then you should get a reward. i am not sure except that it has something to do with the fact that i can't seem to do anything right. maybe if i were better person i could have a real relation ship. whos to say.


Chapter 3: Battle zone!
(by Omar Alvarado, added on 3 January 2011 11:47 PM)


Yes, ladies and gentlemen, here we stand, right in the middle of a battle field.
That is how I can be described. My men fight brave and hard, but we have always lost battles across the country.
Our reputation has spread like a virus, all our losses known to everyone, even children.
Here, I will take you through scenes of war, rejection, and, most saddly, the fact of death.
Several sectors of me have been invaded, leaving a large hole within me, never to be healed again.
Outgunned and outnumbered, we are determined to win this battle, though that might not be the case, so be it as with all of our battles.


Chapter 4: remains
(by Omar Alvarado, added on 3 January 2011 11:53 PM)


This life I live is so crewel.
With no warning something just gets slammed right in my face, with no time to react, and thus, I get smashed to the floor, with armor deducted every time, but every time, it is much worse than the previous.
Arrows go flying into the air around me.
With only split second reactions, I manage to avoid some of the incoming arrows.
This is just how the story unfolds from here on out.
Fighting, fighting, fighting, never to rest, with no hope in hand, I begin to assault my enemies.


Chapter 5: hears how it goes.
(by Dawn, added on 8 May 2011 08:46 AM)


The whistle of the aros above my head are so loud that they seem to dround out every thing. it isn't as if the fighting is the first thing to happen, it just always ends up that way knife in one another; sometimes with out meaning to. it wasn't as if I ment to say things to hurt him, it just happened that my mouth opened before I saw what was going to come out of it. as a result, the words were much sharper then i had intended them to be, and he replied in kind. "I really wish you would just get a life and quit breathing down my neck, your too dam clenggy for a person to breathe at all." That was his responce to what i had said. I had only asked why he had decided to go out drenking with his friends and haden't called me for two days while he was getting "Sobered up!!!" now someone tell me how in the hell that is fair at all. My relationships are so fucked up. no one knows how to camunacate any more. Want to tell me why?


Chapter 6: hears how it goes.
(by Dawn, added on 8 May 2011 08:49 AM)


The whistle of the aros above my head are so loud that they seem to dround out every thing. it isn't as if the fighting is the first thing to happen, it just always ends up that way knife in one another; sometimes with out meaning to. it wasn't as if I ment to say things to hurt him, it just happened that my mouth opened before I saw what was going to come out of it. as a result, the words were much sharper then i had intended them to be, and he replied in kind. "I really wish you would just get a life and quit breathing down my neck, your too dam clenggy for a person to breathe at all." That was his responce to what i had said. I had only asked why he had decided to go out drenking with his friends and haden't called me for two days while he was getting "Sobered up!!!" now someone tell me how in the hell that is fair at all. My relationships are so fucked up. no one knows how to camunacate any more. Want to tell me why?




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