I found myself lying in a cold damp room. The walls were covered in mold. I was on the ground bound and gagged. The rope ripped my flesh as I tried to squirm. I tried screaming, but it was useless because no one would be able to hear me. I found myself getting into the same state of fear. I had just realized that whoever had captured me could kill me at any time he wished. Sweat beaded down my face. No, it wasn't sweat. It was tears. I hadn't noticed it, but I began to cry. I fought desparately trying to free myself from my rope prison. The rope just constricted tighter. I took a good long look at the rope, and it wasn't rope. It was 3 boa constrictors. They had me around my hands, legs and stomach. I realized that their bloodthirsty fangs had been what had cut me. I kicked and screamed going all out. The tight silk cloth came loose from my face and I cried out. No one came. I drew into a ball formation and bit down on the snakes with my dull teeth. The snake around my waist withdrew into a dark corner. There appeared to be a bulky silhouette coming out of the shadow. A man approached. He had dark black hair that was cut short. His eyes were red as lasers, and they pierced like them too. He wore all black clothes, and he smiled grimly down at me. He held out his muscular arms, and the two other snakes came into his hands and formed into swords. My captor put the two swords together into one black blade that was even darker than the room around me. He took the sword and rushed at me. I dodged the blow with a roll, and I leaped up onto my quivering legs. My legs were sore and I couldn't move. It was like they were broken or something. He came at me again with an upward blow. I dodged to the side and I kicked out my leg towards his stomach. He knocked my weak leg down with one powerful block. He grinned with satisfaction. He came at me a third time in a flurry of blows. Somehow, I managed to dodge all of them, or so I thought. I fell to the ground coughing, clutching my throat. I looked down, and I had coughed oozing red blood. It made me feel like throwing up. I looked up and he came crashing down on me. I raised my hands...

Wow, I haven't been on in a while.

I'm back, and I'm hear to say, uhhhhhhhhh. I woke up one dark gloomy night, sweat trickling down my face. I got up and my bed gave a creak. The floor boards sounded like a moaning goast as I traversed to the kitchen. I went down the carpeted stairs that were torn up and out of place. The railing fell down as I grabbed on to it. I bent down to pick it up, and I heard the sound of light footsteps behind me. I turned around but no one was there. I kept going, and I could have sworn that I saw a figure through the glass door, but when I turned around it had vanished. I began to walk at a faster pace as my head became warm yet my whole body shaked. I heard maniacle laughter right behind me, but again no one. By now, I was running to the kitchen. Instead of getting a snack, I reached a trembling arm out at the phone. I picked it up and dialed. There was no ring. I looked up, and the wire hang limp, torn out of the wall. I tried to scream, but nothing came out. I tried to run, but my legs stood still. I stood there as though I was paralyzed. My eyes swelled with fear as I felt a presence right behind me. One cold breath came from him and it smelled of death. I turned around and was knocked cold.

I'm super cerial

I love that phrase. Well, sorry I haven't been on much, I just got internet, so I'm getting kicked back. I just went to my new friend Michael Magruder's house tonight, and I had so much fun. We started off playing pool, then we played Dance Dance Revolution, then we played this awesome guitar game for PS2, and finally we played alien hominid. We played a lot of mini-games, and we played the normal game. Well, then we did other things. Yeah, so it was fun. Yeah, there's these two cool kids at my school who keep basically telling me that I "have" to come to the 8th grade social, which I didn't because I went to my friends house tonight. And, there's a birthday party that the whole eighth grades invited to, and they keep telling me that I "have" to come. Yeah, here's a list of my friends: Michael Magruder, Sean Clayton, John Maddox, Dalon, Philip Brice. Those are the guys I sit with at lunch, and hang out with.

Ecursed School!!!!!!!!!!!

No!!!!!!!!!! I start school Monday August 14, 2006 at some time during the morning. The days of reckening, torment, and judgement are upon us! We must fight back with everything we've got! I'm just joking! Sheesh, people! You could go to jail for doing that! Don't you read the milk carton. What do hippos teach you these days! I tell you, you kids ain't learnin' nothin'. If any of you think you know me as a polite, sensitive, well-groomed kid, then you ain't seen nothin' yet! Cause I'll tell you that I'm a not like any of you, that's what makes me special. It's what makes me different from you all. It's who I am, and your gonna' have to like it .....(dramatic pause). I am not just the kid in Georgia, I'm the different kid in Georgia! So, I say good day to you chaps, and I'm a go sleepy bye!

Tell the kids I said hi.

Kingdom Hearts 2 awesome stuff.

In Kingdom Hearts 2, you have different forms that you can level up so you can learn different awesome moves. One form is Valor form. This form, once you get it to level 3, 5, and 7 (master level), teach you one move for regular form. This move is called high jump. At level three, you learn High Jump level 1, at level 5, High Jump level 2, and at 7, High jump level 3, but at level 7 your valor form learns High Jump Max. Wisdom form teaches you quick run levels 1, 2, and 3, at the same level intervals. Master form teaches you aerial dodge levels 1, 2, and 3, at the same level intervals also. There are 2 more forms, heartless, which teaches you nothing, and Master Form. Master form teaches you glide levels 1, 2, and 3, at the same level intervals.

Mystery Murder

Clunk! A sound from downstairs. A 23 year old man got up. He looked like a man, because of his rugged, bearded face, but in his big helpless black eyes, he was just a little boy, frightened of the world. He took a lamp, and crept down stairs. He didn't see anyone, but he knew he was there somewhere. He went to the phone to call the police. When they were on and ready to listen, he started talking. When they didn't respond if they could get to his house, he looked around, and saw the phone wire had been cut, and there was a pair of scizzors next to the cut wire. He turned around and decided to look for the intruder. When he looked in every place in the kitchen, he moved on. He heard light footsteps, but he didn't know where they were coming from. Sweat was now streaking down his face. He checked the next room, but no one was there. There was only one room left in his appartement, the bedroom. He silently walked there, lamp held high. No one was there.
This is strange, thought the man. The intruder should be here. He turned around to check the rooms again. The intruder was right there with a maniacal grin on his neatly shaven face. Before the scared 23 year old could act, the intruder knifed him, draining the life out of his weak, defenseless body. Life flashing before his eyes, the man lay down to die.
No! A thought in the dying mans head. "I shall not die!" His eyes were now cold with hatred. Somehow, somethin' inside him would not let him die. "Your mine!" The man moved with unbelievable speed, and delivered a punch to the temple of the intruder. He was dead in a bloody mess. The intruded man collapsed to the floor.
The next day, the police arrived. They had traced the call to the man's appartement.
"We're here," one of the officer's said. "This is the home of Jake Slovak. Hey, I think this is him." The police men rolled over the body, not to find Jake Slovak, but someone else.
"That's odd, he doesn't match the picture on his identification Card. Jake must have escaped. He killed this man, and he's escaped. Call for a blockade in sectors 9 and 14," the policeman said into his walky talky. "We've got a convict on the loose, and he isn't getting out of the city."


If you are wondering, this is not going to be a story, I just had so much time on my hands, that I decided to write something.

Anonymous, You ain't gonna' get me to click these here links unless you tell me what the content is that they contain.

I got Exar Kun

I went to the Gaming Pit with my brother and mom one day, and I saw something in the corner of my eye. "What's this I spy?" I say. "I spy with my little eye, Exar Kun. I bought him with the money I'd been saving. Exar is so awesome. 180 Hp, +19 attack, 23 defense, and 20 damage. He has triple attack, Dark force spirtit 1, lightsaber assault, transfer escense, sith rage, force renewall 1, and sith sorcery.

I got General Windu!

He is amazing. He is so much better than Luke Skywalker Jedi Master. He has 150 Hp, 22 defence, +16 attack, and 20 damage. He can do critical hits on 18, 19, or 20, and he does triple attack. His force powers are; force absorb, Shatterpoint (Mace Windu can do a critical hit on someone for the rest of the battle if they are in six squares when he uses this tech. After using tech, they can be as far as they want and you still do critical hits), lightsaber reposte, master speed, and saber sweep. He's good!

I got a new song gosh darn it!

I got tired of my old song not working, so I got a new song. It's called Haruka Kanata, as heard on Naruto. Get off my back!