There are many places one could stop and just stare at a sky for hours. One of my favorite places is in the middle of nowhere. No streets no cars. No lights from a town, just a pile of dirt in a desert nothing but a fire for warmth and the distant sounds of neighbors. Things have changed since long ago. The people I knew are gone the family I loved also gone. No one has been able to replace them, and no one ever will. I have wondered for many years, unable to find the gentleman that would lead me to a new home the one place that has eluded me for so long. What have I done to be deprived of the visitor whom everyone in this world eventually meets? I'm different in that no matter what happens to me it will never change. I've been shot, stabbed, and even burned alive. Yet as always, it's as if it never happened. I sit here and wonder why I have not had my date with death. I am a parasite, a leech. I suck the life out of everything around me. The grass dries up, insects fall, and even a snake which bit me moments ago has been absorbed. His life force, his energy is mine for the taking. I do not know how long it will be. I only know that it has been too long! My time was extended indefinitely.

I have tried to deprive myself on any stimulus, No contact with Humans, or creatures. Even going without sustenance in the normal fashion. I have gone as far as going into a stupor, a sleep that lasted, how long I don't know. I have even drained power from electrical devises, such as power lines or cars. Hence my reason to stay in the desert, far from roads or civilization.

In the beginning I wasn't able to control the absorption from all around me. Getting away from my family was my first step. I had unfortunately taken a life. Not a family member or friend, but it still struck me as a blow. The guy was adamant about hurting me. I suppose you could say, this moment was the awaking to the curse. Every blow I took gave me energy, while each swing he took drained his own. Was my body acting on its own when I finally acted or was I so frustrated that I had to put a stop to the hatred I was feeling. Being surround by people not of my own circle, having formed an encampment around me as the burly man with the fists kept connecting every blow, with skill despite his drunken state. My hands reached out! not balled into fists , but outstretched, grabbing him by the throat, and screaming! Oh Lord the screaming felt so good, finally releasing every bit of tension. This man, towering above me by what felt a mile, was then reduced to a dust floating away with the stale air, the now silent air.

I am able to control it now, but resign myself from ever making contact with another person. Has that worked? have I avoided interaction with other humans? No, but I have yet to take the life of another.

Under this heavy leather coat and gloves, with a similar wide brimmed hat. Giving me much the silhouette of those signs that used to be posted on many streets, criminals watch out! I have maintained the same appearance of a man of thirty years of age in good health despite the hardship these past one hundred plus years.

Though I have not moved from my little whole in the desert, it seems civilization creeps ever closer. After all it is human nature to expand further. Now a days you may wonder if Chicago and New york city have merged . crushing other small city's under their feet. Where am I now? I'd say I'm near a small town, one that few wish to visit. though it may look like a normal run of the mill small town. It has a presence that rivals Many of the largest city's combined. Seeing as how it is the ghost capital of the world, Amity can make your skin crawl.

Many still choose to live there, reasons being their own. The major figured head, a tall lanky young man, Goes by the name Danny Phantom, seems both loved and hated. Though long ago he managed to save the whole world. That event oddly lost in the history books. He still has a mixed fan base. Amity Park home of Danny Phantom. What is his story? How did it begin? How will it end? My story has yet to see a horizon. Knowing there is somebody different like me. Is both a blessing and a curse.

I'm due for supplies soon. I may not need to eat like a normal person. Getting my nutrients through other means. That however does not say, i can not enjoy a cup of coffee every once and a while.