To be Eternaly Forsaken-part 1

What would you describe as a hell? Eternal flames licking away at your flesh as you watch your self burn? seeing your loved ones turn on you and dieing by your own hands in self defence?

There is no need for a hell to house these horrors. I've lived through them countless times, only to perservere through some sick means of regeneration only to behold these horrors again. Ive fought monsters who only soul goul in life was to exact pain for theire own pleisure.

And at the end of that road I fell into despair and for countless milenia I remained in this state. Brudeing and hateing unable to see or comprehend the meaning to even try to exist. I continued to contimplait but was continuesly swallowed by agony...Until I-

Wham!

Roxas:

Roxas- Ah! Geez you little brat you don't have to hit me!

Namine-How else was I suppossed to get you up? You sleep like a rock! Hurry up or you'll miss the lessons for today!

Namine rushed out of the room and ran down stairs. I rubbed my head and rolled out of bed. I picked up a pair of clothes lying on the flour and crawled my way to the bathroom. When I finaly finished (after narrowly stoping my self from takeing a shower with my clothes on) I set back to my room to gather all the junk for school that I needed.

Finaly finished packing I shouldered my book bag and ran out the room. I stopped and ran back to turn my lights off. as I turned from my room I caught something off the side of my eye, I turned back but found that nothingout of the ordinary was there. I shook my head and told my self I was just seeing things. I looked up to check the time and nearly tripped over my own feet. That Brat, she got me up two hours early!

I went down stairs and sat at the table. Waiting for me was two pieces of toast, some milk and a note. Ipicked it up and looked at it.

"Roxas, gone to the phsyc academy to enroll your sister. Made you some toast and milk. See you after you get home. Love, Mom." I picked up the toast and began muncheing on it thoroughly. My mind began to wander back to the dream Ive been haveing. A dark bitter dream filled with hatred and distain, just thinking about it makes me feel unconfortable. My mind then wandered to what I thought I saw back in my room. In my window, I could have sworn I saw red eyes watching me.

Author: wow, looking at this when i typed it it looked longer. ah well, guess i'll just make the next one five or six pages longer.