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The story I am about to tell, you probably won't understand. If I told you that you're eyes couldn't perceive the demons which torment my soul and rip it apart and piece it back together every waking moment of my life and a cry of blood gurgling agony is my only act of expressing my pain, that would be an understatement. So sit back turn, you're lights off, pray to whoever you call God as the story you managed to find and are unfortunate to continue reading begins...

Like all stories things began when I was young, I was 16 and unlike most I was always troubled. I had to take high doses of pill form Adrenaline to remain calm and collected as I had a rare extreme form of ADHD. Adrenaline makes people hype up, constantly in motion, focused, and everything was so fast. For someone like me time slowed down, I felt uncomfortable, I could focus on my class work yet I could focus on everything around me. The teacher texting his mistress while eyeing my classmate who always over exposed her cleavage. Hell I admit the way she set them on the table and would laugh with her friends and they bounced off the table... well... you can understand why my table lifted off the legs a little. I heard the common gossip of people around the school, how some asshole jocks are gonna throw beat the shit out of a poor kid simply because he didn't acknowledge them as he walked by. How the class sluts want to bang those guys for being so ballsy, the Christian girls looking at my attire and saying how I need Jesus. Granted they weren't wrong in that aspect...heh... bitches. Then my two friends next to me talking about how our band is gonna be amazing as they drank vodka out of water bottles. Did I partake? You're goddamn right I did I needed anything to get the edge off. You want our names, I'm sure you do but for the shits and giggles we will call one Paul and the other Sam.

Paul was relatively tall (considering I was kinda short at the time that's not saying much) he had long dark hair, thick mustache pale white skin, seriously the kid was a skinny Casper... matter of fact that's his new name! Casper! He wore avenge sevenfold, job for a cowboy, and slipknot shirts all the time, typically wore fingerless gloves and a backpack to match. Trip pants? You bet you're sweet ass he was wearing them and he was one hell of a guitarist. Sammy Sam! Sam I am! Well I'm not Sam obviously but... you get the point. He was taller than me shorter than Casper and he was a plump guy I might add. I always played with his tits, not sure if it was the virgin in me or what but I always told him he's givin tabletop tits in the back a superiority complex. His hair was curly and Casper called him Jewfro sometimes... damn... we were dicks to him I literally just realized that. Anyway he wore glasses, even though he could see really well, I still don't know why. He was white but he had a gold tan and you could always catch his ass wearing a button up top over a t shirt sometimes Hawaiian sometimes plaid. He was our Bass Player. There were a few other people in our circle but we're gonna talk about them later.

Okay fine I'm next... damn it... I'm a light skinned black guy with Egyptian aspects to me... before the muscles I accumulated now, I was really skinny almost sickly. I permed my hair to spike it, I wore baggy shorts or pants, and either a hoody with rolled up sleeves or a T shirt, fun fact I was the only one in my class to have a tattoo. The Christian girls though it was the mark of Satan but no I was actually Christian myself. They wore DCs I wore Vans.

On this particular day I was on my way to class and I was slow because took my medicine so I tried to run up two flights of stairs. I was weaving between people and I was apologizing as I moved and someone yelled at me

"Watch where you're goin pussy!"

I snapped back with "I said my bad! Go fuck your self!"

I get to the top of the stairs and Casper asked if that was me I told him not to worry about it, wouldn't you know the guy is standing behind me.

"The fuck you just say to me!?" he asked

"I said... I said MY bad! Go FUCK yourself..." I replied

"You want a fuckin problem tough guy!?" He yelled.

"You came back up here fuck boy, you must want a problem" I fired back.

"You really want to try me faggot!?" He yelled louder.

"Nigga get the fuck out my face before I fuck you up! With that Justin Bieber hair cut!" I taunted.

Then Casper decided to chime in... ugh...

"You don't want any of him! He does Mixed Martial Arts!"

As soon as he said that I looked him up and down thinking to myself you dumb ass that's an advantage I have over this asshole, fuckin thanks Casper.

The guy starts laughing "I'll drop you on top of your friend!" He said.

"Sounds like you just wanna see two men in action..." I smirked. His laughing changed into a serious posture as he bucked up to me we both stood chest to chest and our fists were clinched and suddenly another friend came along we'll call him Alfred. He was a tall light skin skinny nigga who wore polos, and lowkey loved Naruto. He put his arms between us in hopes to give us space and said "Bro it's not worth fighting over..." I spaced out completely as I was staring outside to see a black figure standing outside the window above the stairwell. It was a harsh blizzard outside and it stood there without clothes. Just black rotten skin and it eyes were missing, it's nose was missing, it's teeth look dark brown but they were all sharp and jagged. The beard was tangled and peppered and it's chest was caved in but when I saw it's stomach I saw nothing, but organs pumping and stomach acid oozing down it's leg. And it had no form of genitalia, it looked like it was burned off and it's dark skin was boiling and slowly melted. Its long skinny finger nails and toe nails were yellow and crusted with decay. I knew through those black holes it was staring into my soul and it walked closer to the window and the blizzard stormed harder and it let out a yell like that of many angry roars. I felt my chest throbbing, my heart almost touching Alfred's arm my breathing became heavy and my fist uncurled as I felt my feet grow cold and my body began to shiver. My spine shutter at the demonic scream of whatever this was and my ears heard nothin but that.

"Hey bro you okay?" A voice echoed in my subconscious and again it was Alfred that asked and I looked up at him my mind still astonished by what I just witnessed. My body was trembling and my head felt light I dared not look out that window again, I looked around and noticed the altercation was no more and the guy that wanted to fight was gone.

"Where did he go?" I asked and Alfred explained that he walked away and mocked my loss of words.

"He took off he said you looked too scared to fight, and honestly I never seen you look like that before." Alfred said out of concern.

"Must be my meds or somethin... maybe the weather. I don't know..." I said trying to make sense of everything all together.

"Weather is nice a little cloudy but that's I mean you know Alaska can be weird sometimes. Suns out one minute then covered the next." Casper said "Why didn't you say anything?" he added.

What was there for me to say? What the hell could I have said bout what I just saw? Wait...

"Cloudy? That's it? Its a hell of a blizzard out there!" I said.

"No? If it snowed I'd notice it." Casper said

Alfred's face was even more stricken with concern.

"You need to talk man?" He said.

"I'm fine... I'm just take a nap in the next class thanks though." I responded and me and Casper took off. We spoke about different metal bands that were really coming up like Suicide Silence and Whitechapel until he got to his class and then I headed to my class. I was in art class and I walked in I saw the teacher at his desk and continued to scan the room. Then my friend "Matt" greeted me with a warm welcome not noticing I had something on my mind I greeted him still. Then my other friend, a girl I had a deep desire for, the girl I had a crush on turned around and looked at me. In this case we'll call her Kira. Her hair was long an teased to the side and dyed a beautiful burgundy red although some of the brown seeped through it was so beautiful it just worked for her, like a painting when the color fades and you have to reapply the color and it's ever so slightly darker yet the beauty of the masterpiece itself made it look flawless. She wore dark eyeliner and made her glacier blue eyes really stand out, her cheeks reflected the light and her lips naturally glossed as the light would force me to look upon how plump and juicy they were. Her smile turned into worry as she noticed I wasn't myself. She stood up, came to me, and looked up deeper into my eyes.

"Something's wrong.... what's going on?" She said, her words engulfed me in a pillow of comfort yet I thought about the monster I saw and as much as I wanted to tell her I was even more worried about what would happen if I did.

"I almost got into a fight..." I reluctantly said "just some asshole." I said and sat down and she placed her hand on top of mine for the first time ever. I felt a sensation go down my spine and I felt at ease.

My art teacher was awesome and me and him were very close "Fight! Naw... he's a big teddy bear!" He said as he patted me on the back. I looked at him a little offended by what he said, as I had been in numerous fights years before. I shrug it off but Kira made me blush when she said "yeah but he's my chocolate teddy bear" and squished my cheek. I didn't blush at that by the way, her boobs were inches from my face and her hand was slowly raising with the table.

"You're just saying that! Don't give him hope" Oh did I forget to say Casper had a conniving sister from hell? Yep I sure did she loathed me, and it was definitely mutual. I liked her at one point and I told Casper about it and he said it was a race thing. She just so happened to be one of Kira's best friends and when I tell you she was purposely trying to cock block I really mean that. Then she looked under the desk

"You're fucking disgusting!" She said but I guess Kira thought she was talking to her

"I didn't mean chocolate like that!" Kira said, and I thought to myself "What the hell is that supposed to mean!?" She sat down and I began drawing a group picture of me and my friends and then the bitch said "Why are Kira's tits so big in this picture!? I see what you only pay attention to!"

"First off it's not my fault she's heavily blessed, second what business is it of yours!?" I snapped.

Kira came over and looked over my shoulder, I started to sweat and was panicking on the inside. She rested her jaw in my collarbone and hugged me tightly.

"Oh my god I love it!" She exclaimed then the teacher came over and looked at it and whispered in my ear "Very smooth, drawing her next to you!" I looked up at him and back down at the picture and he was right, I was so embarrassed at it I looked away to see Matt texting someone. I was curious but it wasn't the time because I was adoring the attention from Kira. Bell rings, we all stand up and Kira waves goodbye, the bitch glares at me... yeah I'm gonna continue to call her a bitch until you give me a name to call the bitch... we good? K... so I grabbed my binder and go toward the door and Casper is there with his girlfriend "Helena" panda she just gave Matt a hug and then she gave me a hug and kissed Casper.

"You ready brotatoe?" He asked as the web of slobber still remained in tact between them.

" Let's get it brobot" I replied trying to ignore it. We walk down the hall and there's the asshole from before. His new name is Aaron. Just came to me on the spot, he looks like an Aaron. He was talking to his buddies and he stared me down as he walked by so I got mad.

"What the fuck are you looking at!?" I yelled Lowe enough for him to here so he turns around walks towards me "Got something to say now faggot!?" He replied.

"You ain't bout shit fuck nigga!" I yelled

"Do somethin pussy!" He screamed as he pushed me. So I balled my fist up and time slowed down as I swung, so much adrenaline pumped through my veins I couldn't tell if it was my own or the medication to be honest, and then walking among the crowd was woman in a dress it was dingy and burned then she stopped and looked at me. Her veil was covering her face but I made out a decrepit face blackened eye lids and white eyes, and it looked like her mouth and her nose were connected in one shadow. Then I got tackled into the lockers beside me and I hit the side of my head. Then I looked up and she was dancing around in a line across to the other side of the hallway and I saw a fist coming my way but my reaction was too slow and he rocked my mouth pretty good. I pushed against him and punched him in his face a few times and tried to tackle him but he put me in a head lock so I started punching his side and his back as I could and turned my body to the side.

"You STUPID, Abercrombie and BITCH!" I yelled with each syllable an elbow impacted his sternum and his grip loosened so I pull back and out of his grip and as I go to kick his temple the woman appeared in front of me and I fell to the ground scared and he looked at me on and I saw the crowd and I got mad. So I got up and went for a punch .I punched first he tried to swing again and I kicked his chest so hard he struggled to breath. Then he ran into the bathroom and just like that it was over, I tasted blood so I looked down on the ground, it was my blood and I made a nice little puddle. I licked my upper lip and a big chunk was missing so I looked around to see where the monster in the dress went but saw no sign of her anywhere fortunately. Casper came up, and was shocked.

"Holy shit dude" he said his eyes wide open.

"Is it bad?" I asked

"Yeah you shoulda just treated it like an MMA match, left the street shit out of it" he responded

"Noted..." I said

"But you fucked up his face though" he said reassuringly. I nodded and walked in the bathroom, and Arron was holding his chest over the sink. When he saw it was me that walked in he wiped his faces and darted towards me. So I tensed up as he tried to shoulder check me causing him to fall over against the all and he walked out.

I began to rinse my mouth off but the water burned to the touch of my lip. I sucked in air and shut my eye involuntarily and when my eyes opens I finally saw my lip was split deep and and my head had a nice sized knot on it and then the pain set in. So I walked to the nurses office on my way people were looking at me some laughed some felt sorry for me. I went up to the nurse who was smoking hot and she dropped her phone as she jolted a bit at the shocking damage done to my face. I seen her a few times before but this time she was so worried that she asked a lot of questions. She gave me water and gauge to clot the bleeding. I spoke with her and her gorgeous assistant for a while before my mom picked me up.

When my mother looked at my face it was as if my lips had fallen off, and with that she yelled at me.

"Why the fuck are you fighting! Look at your face! Trying to be a badass now look at you!" She screamed, it should have made me feel ashamed or upset but the only thing her rage did was humor me. I tried to hide my laughter as the next words came out of my mouth for I knew her reaction would be priceless.

"Shoulda seen the other guy." My lips were shaking as I tried to hold in my combustion of laughter. I looked at the nurse and her assistant and began to smile and then they jumped at the mighty screech of my abominable mother.

"Are you fucking serious!?"

Her eyes fueled with rage as she cut her eyes to the two women and back to me. My mom was short like myself but she could pack one hell of a punch. She was a redbone with short hair and her clothes were typically workers casual. She had a distinct perfume she always wore though it's been so many years that I have long forgotten the name of it. We made our way to the car, my lip still gushing bits of blood on to the paper towel and my mom went the fuck off.

"Now I had to leave my goddamn job to come pick your ass up! When we get back don't ask for shit! I swear to god you aint playin your ps3, no tv, not a damn thing-" you get the picture...

As she was going belligerent I found myself staring out my window, my mind slowly crept into a dark place as my medication slowly wore off. The darkness of the pine trees we sped by morphed into various shapes it was peaceful to me as an artist I respected nature and the flow of each snow glazed branch created a vivid picture for me. Almost as though it were a story I had watched unfold before as you are to each word you are reading now. Magnificent, as I said my mind went into darkness and as the beauty of the forest mesmerized me, so did the shapes of the the branches begin to haunt me as I began to see symbols and hearing whispers of incantations. The car seemed to be going faster and the trees began to come to life forming a different story and visions which tormented me by the looks of them. Faces, all looking at me with devilish smiles and twisted snickers among them. Some lacked facial features missing mouths or noses, on only appeared to be the shape of a head with remnants of a face another had a smile so sinister it caused my palms to sweat.

"We see you. We want you. We will have you." The demons began to chant softly and I tried to scream yet I couldn't, my body wouldn't even move I never felt so much weight on me it felt as though I was trapped by the stickiest web of a spider forcing me to watch. Among the chants laughter and hateful intent I heard a wind chime and then I saw her... and older woman with long black hair, and pale skin. Her eyes were white her smile stained green with some form of black slime dripping from her mouth. I opened my mouth to scream but nothing but wheezing and air came out and so was slowly losing the ability to even do that as I felt my throat in pain as I choked. A single spider crawled along the window as though it was mocking my paralysis, I was so shaken I prayed to god that Mom would turn around to check on me but she never turned around. I looked at her hand on the steering wheel and back the the demonic hag and something rose from the snow. It was the creature from before the naked man and he was smiling too then suddenly my head banged against the dashboard and my mom was furious.

"Goddamn moose! Scared the shit out of me! And why the fuck aren't you wearing your seatbelt bleeding all over the door!" She screamed.

As much as I wanted to tell her I knew she wouldn't understand. The last thing I needed was to get checked into the fuckin nut house. All I could do was hug my mom and say "Yes ma'am" yet she looked confused and shocked. I hadn't noticed I was sweating and shaking, even more weird I didn't even notice my stepdad was even in the car until he asked,

"Hey you alright dude?"

I acted as though I knew he was there the whole time.

"Yeah I think my adrenaline is wearing off..." I replied. He just kinda nodded like it made sense, hell I'da expected him to ask me about drugs or some shit but I digress. That's all I can really bare to write at the moment. Many things have come up since I been writing the wind is blowing harder the air conditioning is making strange noises. It's as though I'm not supposed to write this story, hopefully it's just coincidental however given what you are going to read next about my hospital visit... well... let's just say you'll get a glimpse of my paranoia. Until next time. I hope you enjoyed my suffering.

BL4K out!