I never really had a life as a kid, I was brought up to lead and to fight, I was never allowed to play with little toy trains hoặc dolls. I learned to shoot with a large combat súng trường rather than a bb gun, I learned swordsmanship with a live blade, not a wooden one, hoặc even a stick when I was really young.
As a result of my lack of childhood and my desire to get it back, I met a young boy bởi the name of Jitsa, he was 8, he loved going out in the woods and hunting with his bb gun, he loved going trang chủ afterwards and playing with his little electric trains. I would play with him, though I brought the only gun I had when hunting, a large bolt action sniper súng trường with a 4000 Bintsu scope (About $1000) that dates back to when I was only 15 commanding the 800 năm war.
I was in the woods with Jitsa, his mother allowing me to go with him, and we where hiding up in a cây waiting for some game to come along. Jitsa saw a deer before I did and fired his little bb gun at it, the deer was startled and tried to run, I still used my experience as a sniper in the 800 năm war to shoot it before it could get any further. It was dead, I loaded another bullet just to look epic and Jitsa did the same.
We climbed down and walked over to the deer. "Looks like bữa tối, bữa ăn tối tonight, do bạn think bạn can skin it for me later on Chema-keji?" Jitsa said.
"Sure, I can cook it too, we can invite both our families and have bữa tối, bữa ăn tối together at my place." I said.
"Would bạn really do that?" Jitsa đã đưa ý kiến excitedly.
"Yes, I can include plenty of bánh mỳ, bánh mì and some soda to boot." I đã đưa ý kiến in reply.
Suddenly the forest was filled with fog, Jitsa and I fell silent as we noticed the trees start to stretch, they suddenly became taller and thinner. I looked ahead and there was a man in a strange looking suit, he had to be at least 15 feet tall. I raised my súng trường as he walked nearer. I fired the súng trường and that didn't seems to phase him, he stretched his arms out just as I could see his face...or lack thereof. It was a blur, as though I where looking at it though a dirty glass and I could make out no features. He grabbed Jitsa and pulled him in, I got up and drew my dao, con dao then suddenly he disappeared...with Jitsa. The forest returned to normal, except for me. I fell to my knees and started to cry.
As a result of my lack of childhood and my desire to get it back, I met a young boy bởi the name of Jitsa, he was 8, he loved going out in the woods and hunting with his bb gun, he loved going trang chủ afterwards and playing with his little electric trains. I would play with him, though I brought the only gun I had when hunting, a large bolt action sniper súng trường with a 4000 Bintsu scope (About $1000) that dates back to when I was only 15 commanding the 800 năm war.
I was in the woods with Jitsa, his mother allowing me to go with him, and we where hiding up in a cây waiting for some game to come along. Jitsa saw a deer before I did and fired his little bb gun at it, the deer was startled and tried to run, I still used my experience as a sniper in the 800 năm war to shoot it before it could get any further. It was dead, I loaded another bullet just to look epic and Jitsa did the same.
We climbed down and walked over to the deer. "Looks like bữa tối, bữa ăn tối tonight, do bạn think bạn can skin it for me later on Chema-keji?" Jitsa said.
"Sure, I can cook it too, we can invite both our families and have bữa tối, bữa ăn tối together at my place." I said.
"Would bạn really do that?" Jitsa đã đưa ý kiến excitedly.
"Yes, I can include plenty of bánh mỳ, bánh mì and some soda to boot." I đã đưa ý kiến in reply.
Suddenly the forest was filled with fog, Jitsa and I fell silent as we noticed the trees start to stretch, they suddenly became taller and thinner. I looked ahead and there was a man in a strange looking suit, he had to be at least 15 feet tall. I raised my súng trường as he walked nearer. I fired the súng trường and that didn't seems to phase him, he stretched his arms out just as I could see his face...or lack thereof. It was a blur, as though I where looking at it though a dirty glass and I could make out no features. He grabbed Jitsa and pulled him in, I got up and drew my dao, con dao then suddenly he disappeared...with Jitsa. The forest returned to normal, except for me. I fell to my knees and started to cry.
Ask who died every twenty minutes
Make farting noises and yell "SORRY!"
Yell "Someone, call a doctor! This man is dyeing!"
Read this and say "I should totally do some of these things!"
Say your sorry about her "Accident" then laugh an evil laugh
Tap the person in front of bạn then look away when they turn around
Say bạn have a sixth since where bạn can see dead people
Push the nearest person down and yell "I FOUND THE MURDERER!"
Tell someone that the funiral was fun and bạn should do it again sometime
If they play a song, yell "IS THIS JUSTIN BIEBER?! CHANGE THE TRACK!"
Mock the person and say "Look at me! Im (So-and-so)! Im dead and stuff!
Scream "AH! DEAD PERSON!" and faint
Make farting noises and yell "SORRY!"
Yell "Someone, call a doctor! This man is dyeing!"
Read this and say "I should totally do some of these things!"
Say your sorry about her "Accident" then laugh an evil laugh
Tap the person in front of bạn then look away when they turn around
Say bạn have a sixth since where bạn can see dead people
Push the nearest person down and yell "I FOUND THE MURDERER!"
Tell someone that the funiral was fun and bạn should do it again sometime
If they play a song, yell "IS THIS JUSTIN BIEBER?! CHANGE THE TRACK!"
Mock the person and say "Look at me! Im (So-and-so)! Im dead and stuff!
Scream "AH! DEAD PERSON!" and faint
Dear Mark,
I wish I could say sorry hoặc tình yêu bạn more, but I can't no more...
I can only leave bạn with my ring and this last letter.
I have Mất tích myself and don't try to call me hoặc come to me, I am dead now.
I only wish that I could come back to bạn and say my apologies, but I a saying that for letting me go.
Please keep this a secret and the ring, cause if bạn let it go, bad things could happen.
Don't even try to sell your soul to save me, please don't...
Just keep me secret from everyone, I want everyone to be calm and remember that I will always be there...
and bạn too Mark, I will always be there, in your heart, and in my others.
bạn will have your own life, everything bạn wanted with you.
bạn will have a wife, kids, a mansion, and die in your warm giường when your old, knowing that bạn did a good life.
Remember that ok Mark.
I tình yêu you, I tình yêu bạn so much...
~Reah
I wish I could say sorry hoặc tình yêu bạn more, but I can't no more...
I can only leave bạn with my ring and this last letter.
I have Mất tích myself and don't try to call me hoặc come to me, I am dead now.
I only wish that I could come back to bạn and say my apologies, but I a saying that for letting me go.
Please keep this a secret and the ring, cause if bạn let it go, bad things could happen.
Don't even try to sell your soul to save me, please don't...
Just keep me secret from everyone, I want everyone to be calm and remember that I will always be there...
and bạn too Mark, I will always be there, in your heart, and in my others.
bạn will have your own life, everything bạn wanted with you.
bạn will have a wife, kids, a mansion, and die in your warm giường when your old, knowing that bạn did a good life.
Remember that ok Mark.
I tình yêu you, I tình yêu bạn so much...
~Reah