Blazeik...name mean anything 2 u? Yeah, me neither...but apparently I'm decended from the head of the clan...tribe...thing...and I'm the 1st in generations 2 actually Показать it. He was apparently my great (to the power of 8) grandfather. Apparently he had only 1 child, a daughter...who somehow was not born with any abilities exept being extreamly agile, if that counts. Since then no1 had been born with the abilities of огонь (much less lightning which I also learned) 2 the family until me. How strange...and unfortunate for me. огонь is distruction...it brings only pain 2 those with the ability and no other 2 counter it. It also brings with is rage, torment, and an inability 2 conform. Water is calm, soothing...and conforming. Earth is strog, stuborn, and single-minded. Air is free-spirited, light of mind and soul...With those facts in mind...we'll start.
I had 1 friend growing up...but he wasn't rlly a friend, we were еще like brothers...his name was Ricky. His full name was Richardo but he hated Richy so we always call him Ricky. He was 16 and he was murdered in a drive-by, but the worse thing...he wasn't even who they were after...they were after Raggs, who looks similar except eye color and he's slightly taller. They arn't even related...but Ricky was shot and killed on the road, driving...and the crash killed 10 other people, including my sister and twin brother, both of which I was close 2. It also injured about 28 others. It was on a highway and caused a 50 car collision....and the 1 who shot the gun? He still hasn't been found...
We were both dreamers...so much time left 2 make it real 2. I was 13, but we had so much in common it didn't matter. Age seemed nothing but a number...he was еще like air...I'll never understand how some1 so young could die so young. I still remember the sting of the tears when he was dead...there's times now when I sware I c him, watching me. I think he's behind me now and catching up quickly...but that was long назад and so far away.
That night I hear father stompin' around cursin' every1 and everything he knows and once believed. He was drunk and dangerous and defeated, slowly rotted by failer and hatred. Mother had died in a crash only 2 years b4...now 2 еще of the family, making it me and him left in the house...and I was his least-favorite child. I was the trouble-maker 2 their perfect conformity. They were like water born from a огонь family. But, of corse, I was the only 1 with fire...creating the envy. Father hated that I might b еще powerful then him...all the dreams were gone and days seemed 2 stretch in2 weeks and weeks 2 months. His eyes were blank as he hit me over and over again...using whatever he could find. Whips, chains, his fists...he'd never let me leave. I had 2 run away alone. He saw the fear in my eyes...the hate...so many wasted years b4 my life was my own...
I thought after that the nightmares would but the terror still remains...I still hear that ugly, course, violent voice. He pulls me bak and it happens again and again and again...but that was so many years ago...
Then there was this girl when I was 15...Veronica....she was beautiful and kind and sweet and gentle...her father was gone and her mother dead...she was left taking care of her 9 год old sister alone. I fell in Любовь and helped her any way I could...she helped heal me and I helped heal her. Our dreams were reborn and our future came back 2 us...she was stuborn and unyeilding and strong like a rock.
I'll probibly never kno where she left 2...I heard the Далее guy she ended up with killed her, but I...I can still feel her in the backseat trying 2 make me go someplace she wants 2 go. But that was so long назад and so far bak....
I c Ricky racing along behind me, almost beside me....I hear father yelling at me 2 turn back...and I c Veronica in the back сиденье, место, сиденья now, her hands up and her hair whipped bak...because if life is just a highway, then the soul is just a car....and objects in the rear veiw mirror, they appear closer then they are...
I promised myself I would never b my father...I try not 2 leave 2 much destruction but is seems I've failed...after 15 I ended up with Egg-Head and that only made things worse....I guess u could say I drove off-corse...but I was told nothing is made 2 last 4ever so the pain and suffering can't last 4ever...can it? или is огонь forever cursed...2 b in pain...?
I was told by some1 once...that the other element tribes shuned Blazeik 4 it's destruction...the fact that it could only cause pain and so they put a curse on all those born with fire...that they should feel the same pain that огонь causes...and leaves in it's wake. Did they 4get that fire...is also warmth on a cold night...or огонь cooks Еда so it doesn't have 2 b raw? I suppose those 2 things r extreamly miror...compaired 2 the pain and suffering the un-yeilding and un-tameable огонь causes...I suppose, again....objects in the rear veiw mirror they appear closer then they r...
I had 1 friend growing up...but he wasn't rlly a friend, we were еще like brothers...his name was Ricky. His full name was Richardo but he hated Richy so we always call him Ricky. He was 16 and he was murdered in a drive-by, but the worse thing...he wasn't even who they were after...they were after Raggs, who looks similar except eye color and he's slightly taller. They arn't even related...but Ricky was shot and killed on the road, driving...and the crash killed 10 other people, including my sister and twin brother, both of which I was close 2. It also injured about 28 others. It was on a highway and caused a 50 car collision....and the 1 who shot the gun? He still hasn't been found...
We were both dreamers...so much time left 2 make it real 2. I was 13, but we had so much in common it didn't matter. Age seemed nothing but a number...he was еще like air...I'll never understand how some1 so young could die so young. I still remember the sting of the tears when he was dead...there's times now when I sware I c him, watching me. I think he's behind me now and catching up quickly...but that was long назад and so far away.
That night I hear father stompin' around cursin' every1 and everything he knows and once believed. He was drunk and dangerous and defeated, slowly rotted by failer and hatred. Mother had died in a crash only 2 years b4...now 2 еще of the family, making it me and him left in the house...and I was his least-favorite child. I was the trouble-maker 2 their perfect conformity. They were like water born from a огонь family. But, of corse, I was the only 1 with fire...creating the envy. Father hated that I might b еще powerful then him...all the dreams were gone and days seemed 2 stretch in2 weeks and weeks 2 months. His eyes were blank as he hit me over and over again...using whatever he could find. Whips, chains, his fists...he'd never let me leave. I had 2 run away alone. He saw the fear in my eyes...the hate...so many wasted years b4 my life was my own...
I thought after that the nightmares would but the terror still remains...I still hear that ugly, course, violent voice. He pulls me bak and it happens again and again and again...but that was so many years ago...
Then there was this girl when I was 15...Veronica....she was beautiful and kind and sweet and gentle...her father was gone and her mother dead...she was left taking care of her 9 год old sister alone. I fell in Любовь and helped her any way I could...she helped heal me and I helped heal her. Our dreams were reborn and our future came back 2 us...she was stuborn and unyeilding and strong like a rock.
I'll probibly never kno where she left 2...I heard the Далее guy she ended up with killed her, but I...I can still feel her in the backseat trying 2 make me go someplace she wants 2 go. But that was so long назад and so far bak....
I c Ricky racing along behind me, almost beside me....I hear father yelling at me 2 turn back...and I c Veronica in the back сиденье, место, сиденья now, her hands up and her hair whipped bak...because if life is just a highway, then the soul is just a car....and objects in the rear veiw mirror, they appear closer then they are...
I promised myself I would never b my father...I try not 2 leave 2 much destruction but is seems I've failed...after 15 I ended up with Egg-Head and that only made things worse....I guess u could say I drove off-corse...but I was told nothing is made 2 last 4ever so the pain and suffering can't last 4ever...can it? или is огонь forever cursed...2 b in pain...?
I was told by some1 once...that the other element tribes shuned Blazeik 4 it's destruction...the fact that it could only cause pain and so they put a curse on all those born with fire...that they should feel the same pain that огонь causes...and leaves in it's wake. Did they 4get that fire...is also warmth on a cold night...or огонь cooks Еда so it doesn't have 2 b raw? I suppose those 2 things r extreamly miror...compaired 2 the pain and suffering the un-yeilding and un-tameable огонь causes...I suppose, again....objects in the rear veiw mirror they appear closer then they r...
Name:Crescent Age:15 мех Color:Black Hair Color:Yellow Clothes: A розовый jacket, dark green tank top, dark розовый skirt, brown boots, brown boots Избранное Bands:Within Temptaion, Three Days Grace, Tiffany Giardina, Crush 40 Intrests:Spending time with her Друзья Friends/Allies:Sonic the Hedgehog, Amy Rose, Rouge the Bat, Miles "Tails" Prower. Избранное Food:Ramen Noodles.
