• Blood on my hands, i must have turned. I thought i could control it, the beast inside me. But lifes not like that, life is'nt fair. You beat one of its problems and it throws aother ten at you. my problems are alot worse than any normal kids. normal kids problems are acne, impressing the opposite sex, you know easy stuff. When i was a kid my famaliy was slaughterd by a power hungry magician. You're thinking magics not real, that im talking about a rabbit out of the hat magician. Well im not im, talking about fire bolt from hand and spells and stuff like that. i must have killed or seriosly hurt something.i hate it when i turn, its uncontrolable. anything i come across you can bet it's dead by mourning. running, im naked must have torn my clothes when i turned. i find a small lake. iv been here before my mum and dad took me here when i was akid.
    i stare deep into the water at my reflection. looking for the tell tale signs the best is coming back. i was my hands in the lake i hate the feel of blood. well when im not the beast. lights coming towards me through the mist in the lake. i hear motors must be a boat. cant let them see me i run back too a safe distance away from the lake.

    As you can see my lifes not as simple as Black & White