| I really haven't been paying attention to whats happening to my body much anymore. So i took a step backwords and finally looked. To my suprise it seems to given birth to another side of me... well at least woken him up once again. This evil stirs in me once more and all "he" can think about doing is getting his revenges... It all started when i was in preschool, when i had my first black out. These are things that I was told from the people that saw the incident. It was show and tell and I stole my brothers action figures of TMNT action figures since I really didn't have anything I considered worthy of showing. After everything was done and the end of the day came around, some classmate, can't remember name, decided it would be fun to steal the April figure and break it. All I remeber was his laughter and then blackness, and wakin up in the hospital. Supposedly, I went on a rampage and tore him up pretty well. But stranger yet, my nose started bleeding as i was pummeling him. The second time it happened was on the bus in middle school. My parents were so strict with me that i grew up to be one of those sweet innocent children so everyone around me couldn't believe what I did that day. On the way home from school, almost to my stop, my bus partner started to annoy me for some reason I can't remember. I felt my nose runnin so i brought my sleeve up and down. My clean white shirt was stained with blood. I didn't understand all i kept hearing was that stupid child beside me yammering about his day at school, oh how fun it was, oh how he had a crush on some one. Needless to say, I can't remember what happened after that, but people told me I grabbed his shirt and lifted him up in the air, and punched him in the gut. And casually walked off the bus, was at my stop. I didn't go to school for a week after that. I had to get help my parents thought, so they said I went a therapist. Supposedly, I made another self that took control occasionly. Not sure how or why I did it, but for some reason as the dr. was telling my parents this, I remember my mother telling me I should have been a twin. But sadly, he was erased before birth. As the future went on, I took medication and learned how to meditate. The beast never showed again. Now present day, I'm 21 and working as a chef in a pretty nice restaurant. I turned out to be gay and lived a peaceful, happy life. At least thats the way I showed it at work. Anyways, a new person, a prep cook was hired. Hes cute I thought to myself, but I shouldn't really try. Though, my personality is pretty flirty, I started to hit on him. He takes it as a compliment which made my crush into love... that could never happen. For his eyes, were only on the one person I thought I could trust, Corey, my best friend. That made me slightly irrated as I put my head on his shoulder and he confessed on how he wanted to be with her. The following hour was when I realized the chains on Sephy, the other self, were starting to slack. He started to backtalk to me, friendly wise of course, but I took a knife from the table and placed it against his side, not cutting of course. I look at him and smile, "Its nice to meet you," it felt like something was taking over. He looked dumbfounded as i started to noticed what I was doing. I quickly take the knife away and throw it in the sink and walk into the cooler to regain my thoughts. "This can't be happening, the binds I placed can't be breaking." I though to myself. It had to just be a flicker of being shaken. It was a busy day and I was just a bit tired, yea thats all. But as the days go on, my nose starts to bleed randomly and I can't quite recall everything that goes on in my life anymore. Heh, at least this will be interesting. |
