I couldn't bare sitting around,thinking about what i lost.
So i made a trip to the city,where i believe this all began
i wanderd the city as i used to,but now for a different reason,in a way i guess i was looking for answers. answers to questions i havent gotten around to ask my self yet,
The classic-why did this happen to me-followed by , how good of a guy i was,and how id remain poloite to any one who wasnt shouting profanity at me,how id help crying Gaians in the street...like i wanted to be a hero,or mabe i was proud to be a white knight in a world,teeming with flamers,hoodlumry,and noobism.
but it didnt matter then and it doesnt matter now because i saw a familiar face one Nena tamatsu.one of the few i thought would maybe,be able to throw some pity my way...god knows my insides were screaming for it,Like a child with a scraped knee i want familiar a face to kiss it better,i called to her but she didnt even notice me,though i sent a message earlier regaurding my epic loss , Still i was a phantom....i saw her happy and laughing,with friends,more than i could say for my self,and there it was
i felt like a pencil line on a lead based master piece.......draw over and forgotten
i felt Erased.
after that,i skulked away from the good times outside into the snack bar,pool room
where i watched two Buddies duke it out for practice sake.
they quickly finished the friendly skirmish,i clapped and walked out,thinkin that place was outta things to see.
so i checked the little shop on the corner , and i saw him
Santa claus offical , a kind old sprirt i met shortly before my accounts loss.
i couldnt play Doctor who any longer , i moved in towards him , he was in the middle of his Saintly business passin out items to the commoners of ye ol gaia
and i had to selfishly move in like a lost puppy,i guess because he represents the magic my childhood,that ol Chris Kringle even surrounded by gaias most thick headed gave off an aura of kindness and caring,that pulled at my chest and waterd my eyes , i approached him and asked him if he remembered me,and before i gave him a chance to make me feel any more forgotten , i followed with a reminder on how i was the one who wanted comforting words.He quickly recognized me and reminded me of that golden man i tried to be , by saying for the second time since i talked to him how i was the , second person to ask for something other than gold or items , for christmas.
Christ alive at that moment i was about as held together as a glass Vase , that had been glued together to hide a terrible mistake after its second drop...
he told me how sorry he was that this had happened to me.Saint nick then said perhaps i lost my old account by giving some spirit to christmas which he graciously told me i did...
but i started to notice a strange coincidence,my accounts name was changed to "byebyehello-2-"out of three byebyehellos,i was the second to ask Santa for somthing other than gifts,which he reminded me for a second time , upon my meeting him the second time, as well as my last post added up to a total of 202 posts...heh mabe this doesnt mean or connect with any thing..mabe its a force of the universe showing me some great lesson,or some deranged Hacker who has more control over my Gaian life than ive been letting my self believe...
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A story of how quickly you can lose it all
This journal details my struggle to regain my lost account
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Red Garron
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