This is the story that I wrote to remember Wormon. This is Ken's rememberance of something about Wormon's death. Please read it!
In the end, please review this story.
Ken
Wormon, I knew that you are now gone. In the past, I were being unkind to Digimon. I made the Digimon my slaves. I built the control spires. I even made the dark spires. But God knew that I would turn againest the people who love me. Even Mom and Dad were hurt very badly after I left home to conquer the Digiworld.
I created Kimeramon to destroy the Digiworld. Suddenly, Magnamon came. He attacked my Kimeramon, but when he lost his power, Kimeramon grabbed him like King Kong. You then began to confront me with his words. Actions are louder than words, but words is like a sword. They can make you feel bad about things you did wrong to both people and creatures. You gave your power to Magnamon. Then Magnamon defeated my creation.
I felt so bad in my heart that I lost my outfit and began to cry. Things became worst when you began to die. I didn't want you to go, but suddenly, you died a death that I remember now. I remember that I lost my brother, but he never came back to me. I avoided the help from the other Digidestined. I came home and went into my bed. Then I say the words to myself, "What must I do to repay the others for the wrongs that I did to hurt them?" I took a nap, still having thoughts about you and the word "pride" that is still a sin if you don't use it carefully.
In the end, please review this story.
Ken
Wormon, I knew that you are now gone. In the past, I were being unkind to Digimon. I made the Digimon my slaves. I built the control spires. I even made the dark spires. But God knew that I would turn againest the people who love me. Even Mom and Dad were hurt very badly after I left home to conquer the Digiworld.
I created Kimeramon to destroy the Digiworld. Suddenly, Magnamon came. He attacked my Kimeramon, but when he lost his power, Kimeramon grabbed him like King Kong. You then began to confront me with his words. Actions are louder than words, but words is like a sword. They can make you feel bad about things you did wrong to both people and creatures. You gave your power to Magnamon. Then Magnamon defeated my creation.
I felt so bad in my heart that I lost my outfit and began to cry. Things became worst when you began to die. I didn't want you to go, but suddenly, you died a death that I remember now. I remember that I lost my brother, but he never came back to me. I avoided the help from the other Digidestined. I came home and went into my bed. Then I say the words to myself, "What must I do to repay the others for the wrongs that I did to hurt them?" I took a nap, still having thoughts about you and the word "pride" that is still a sin if you don't use it carefully.