Hi! I am 16 years old and live with my brother and his best friend. We live in Russia and go to Balkov Abbey.
It's a school for beyblading. You're probably wondering, "What in the world is beyblading?" Well I'll tell you. It's an international sport, meaning that it is played all around the world in just about every single continent and country.
Balkov Abbey does more than teach you how to play and master beyblading. They teach you much more than that. It's a harsh, cold, and uncaring place to be. If you can't stick up for yourself and can't take the ruthless conditions, then you don't belong here at the Abbey. Here only the strong survive. There are high expectations and if you can't meet them, well you don't want to know what they will do to you.
My brother, his best friend, and I have been at the Abbey since we were two years old. From what I've seen over the years that I've been here is that mostly guys come and actually end up staying here. I'm not the first girl to come to the Abbey, but I am one of the few that have made it past the age of 6 at this horrid place. It's not as if girls aren't permitted here, we are, its just that, and I admit it, it can get a bit unbarring at times, and well unforgiving.
Some boys have crazy; I think that it is the word, here. I don't know it's like they can't all the pressure and lose it.
Sometimes at night I can hear some of the kids here screaming out in agony and pain, and most of the time I could also hear them writhing and tossing left and right in their beds. But we can't go and help them, for if we do we get punished severely.
They think that it will teach us a lesson if they just leave us alone when or if we get like that. It's a punishment you could say. It's cruel, but we have no choice to abide by their rules and accept it. Voltaire, the person who started the Abbey, wants us to be soldiers. We're not allowed to show no emotions what so ever. If we do we get punished relentlessly.
Only the strong survive. To you it might mean something, but to us it means something different entirely. To you it might mean that you have to be physically fit, and very well built like those wrestlers that you see on TV's to survive at the Abbey. Well you're half wrong. In order to survive at the Abbey you not only have to be physically fit (not as much as the wrestlers though), but you also need to be strong mentally. By mentally fit I mean that you need to have will power and lots of it. By having will power is like you're not going to give up just because you failed once or someone said that you couldn't do it.
When we break a rule like fist fighting amongst ourselves we get punished. Our punishment doesn't have a word to describe how ruthless and brutal it is. No matter what we do, maybe showing emotions, affection, or fighting, the punishment is all the same; Possible death.
We have to beyblade against the person we showed affection to, or had a fist fight with or if we are luck we beyblade against a machine. If you are beyblading against another person if you win the match you're off the hook, but if you lose it's not that simple. You could possibly face death. Voltaire believes that if you can't win then you don't deserve to live; you are weak.
My brother, best friend, and I are from very wealthy families. You might think, "Oh, they are rich and would never do anything illegal." Right; well you are sadly mistaken. Our families are very much into illegal things. Not us, but our parents. We are trying to stay out of our parents "activities."
I bet you are wondering who the hell we are, and what we look like, right? Well I'll tell you something about us. We strive to be the best there ever was, we will be the World Champions, and we will crush anyone who dares to stop us. What we are is the real mystery not only to you, but to the whole world.
Sigh finally I did it! Well how was it? Do you like it? Is it better or worse? Tell me. Oh, and another thing which one do you like the best this version or the other that I posted a few days ago.
R&R Ciao
Moon-Baby