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                           Red Swamp Bottom Chapter 3                  Waking up in the morning is nice. I love it. I think it's funny how the sun tricks you and hides behind the clouds and you end up sleeping longer thinking the sun hasn't come up yet. But of coarse that's not how i woke up. Since it's my third day in this small oldish pretty house and I tend to wake up to different things. Like needing to use the bathroom or headaches. Or someone that has bugged you for two days now and is looking for you everywhere but can not find you anywhere. I opened my eyes and tried getting them adjusted to the sun light. When I had sat up I real

             Red Swamp Bottom chp 1                                                When I woke up on a rainy day My parents came to me the second I stepped out of my dark rrom full of puppets, and trash. I had a small desk where there was poisen that sat upon it but they didn't know of that. My parents looked at me with a mad look. My Father gave me b

I opened my eyes slowly and saw nothing but darkness...I scanned the darkness the one my eyes have failed to adjust to. I felt nothing but pain in my body. It felt like I was  suffering I wanted to open my eyes to light. I wanted to see his smile again. It happened like this ,I hurt him. I yelled at him and ran away, doing that only added up to my crimes I have done in the past. The only reason I ran was to calm down before i hurt him even more. So that was Why I ran to a forest, I had planned on going back to him. The further I ran into the forest the farther I got form the highway. Once I stopped I sat there on my knees crying. After fift

I Look down at my parents...there blood everywhere. I had stabbed them so many times then I had turned the sword around and gripped the blade letting my hands bleed. I had hit them with the handle to many times...I stabbed and beat them to death....how...how is a twelve year-old boy capable of doing such a thing. I told them so many times that Ia m not the normal one I told them I was crazy to. In this village nobody is normal this is a village full of crazy people. Crazy people who have learned to overcome the feeling to do something crazy. My family is the same way, but it must have been decided that I was the normal one or so they thought