Chapter 1 : Destruction of Family

•June 28, 2010 • Leave a Comment

“No matter what, don’t come out. If you want to live then you will listen to me just this once. I love you.” That is the last memory of my mother’s face before she threw me in the basement to protect me. It is something I shall remember as long I as I live. I feel violently down the stairs. I may not be human but sure did hurt a lot.

My name is Chi, to the best of my knowledge I am the last of my kind. My black wings are very long and pretty. Along with that, I have inhuman features and abilities. I have been in this city for forty years and I still look like a sixteen year old. I think I have immortality because I do not age.

I could hear the yelling or the humans, they were getting closer to me yelling vicious things that made me afraid. (I don’t like humans that much. I only have love for my human mother.) Then I could hear my human mother yelling “Don’t touch my daughter. She is all I have left in this world.” She sounded like she was in pain. They were torching her; I could not do anything about it. Then, there was silence I could not hear a stir. I could not even hear the vicious humans any more. I started to cry, “She’s dead, and it’s their fault. They can do what they want to me, but not my dear mother”

I slumped down to the wet floor. What did that poor woman do to deserve this? Something was building up in me like an unbearable pain. I have never felt this way before. My mind was cloudy with dark thoughts. I couldn’t think strait things were too unclear. I stood up and slid off my long black jacket. My body was moving on instinct now. All I knew was that whatever was going to happen will happen without my control. My long black wings spread out from one end of the basement to the other. My long hair came flowing down to my back. I felt this blood lust it was uncontrollable hunger for blood. I could not control this transformation. It felt like my throat was on fire it was calling out for blood.

A flash back of my mother’s plead for me to stay in the basement flooded through my thoughts. Something inside me snaps I was out of my mind. My wings fluttered and I busted through the floor. I had never flown before. I went to the living room saw my mother’s blood all over the floor and her dying face looked in pain. That made me angrier. My wings fluttered as I flew into the sky I could see those pitiful humans. They looked so happy of what they had just done. A man looked back to the sound of me bursting through the roof. “Look there is that thing there in the sky.” The mob looked up in shock.

I could not control my mouth once I saw them. I did not even recognize my own voice. “How dare you filthy humans touch my dear mother?” They all looked at me in shock. Then the man closes to me said “You do not have the right to call that filthy whore in there your mother. You’re not even human.” I look at him with stager in my eyes. “Define human. What is it that you call human? I can eat, sleep and feel emotion just like the rest of you. The only difference is that your heartless and can’t have sense enough to tell up from down.” Then there was silence they did not know how to response to such truths. Then a man with a jumper on stepped forward and said “You are a low life and you don’t compare us to you. You shall never be one of use no matter how much you try to fit in.” there was no reasoning with these humans. I remembered my mother pale face with blood all around her… then everything went blank…

When I came to realization to what was going on I was already in the middle of the humans with every one of them dead. Not living soul breathing. What did I do? I was so happy at what I done but yet I was sad at the same time. I felt like one of those filthy humans. I killed for no reason. I ran to the river bank and washed off all the blood. It was all gone but I could still feel it there. Blood everywhere I went crazy. From that point on I knew that I could never go back nor be called human ever again.

Ugly side

•June 28, 2010 • Leave a Comment

Ugly side

The anger that I hold
Is so nasty that I want it to go away
It will consume me.
The fire burns ever so deeply
My anger is so ugly. I get
so angry that i want to kill.
When they get me to that climax
i could choke the like out of them.
I will take a knife and put it to there throat.
My anger that builds i cant stop it.
Its starting to be unhealthy. Its
eating away at my kindness i don’t know
if i can contain it any more.
the anger that chokes the life out of you
kills me on the inside
they should lock people up like me.
the silent killer the one who always smile
but has a darkness on the inside
the one that would kill you in your sleep
I dream some time at night
all the anger that makes me kill
at night. i dream of people i don’t know
i kill them i take a knife and stab them with a smile
over and over. see my tears i don’t
wish to be this way i was born
all i an say is some one save me from the darkness
don’t let me kill an more. if you rally love me you would lock
me and throw away the keep
cant you see my ugliness it mite catch you…

School and me

•June 28, 2010 • Leave a Comment

Do you really know what is means to walk tall?
thats the question i want to ask today.
i walk down my school hall everyday with my head up and eyes strait. I hated when people think being lesbian and being a girl is easy.
I always get things like “why you go with girls thats nasty” or recently i cut my hair so they say “hey dude I mean girl” i don’t see why people find that funny.
i just look at them and keep strong if i don’t they will see the tears. but thats one thing you don’t want to do. that is the las thing in my own opinion. i don’t find them funny at all.
you get some friends who treat you different like keep a distant like I’m going to bite them.
I’m not a hater on strait people but why do they always think that since I’m gay i am going to hit on them i mean hello most of them aren’t even attractive.
if anything thats funny when they awesome i like them. I’m just because they are strait does that mean they have to hit on or be attracted to every girl/boy they see.
i think girls are the worse tho wen it comes to stuff like that they make you feel bad bout your self. i don’t know I’m just one person so some one else might think differently i just though maybe i should stand tall for the LBGT community.

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•June 27, 2010 • 1 Comment

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