myOtaku.com: Alex the Lion

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Birthday
• 1992-10-20
Gender
• Female
Location
• the punk streets
Member Since
• 2005-06-16
Occupation
• im in a band, and do quite alot of sk8ing
Real Name
• Sarah

Personal

Achievements
• im in a band and i sk8 and im am rich yay
Anime Fan Since
• dunno dun care
Favorite Anime
• anime is super gay
Goals
• famous me woot woot!
Hobbies
• guitar sk8ing and acting like a horse's ass
Talents
• being an idiot THANK U BAM!!!!!!

myOtaku.com: Alex the Lion

Monday, November 21, 2005

Broken Home, Broken Life, Broken Child Part 4-Life As A Runaway
i woke up in the middle of the night cause alot of my friends were commin back from partying. drunk, high, sum bloody from fighting, they filed back under the bridge. i looked over 2 the clock on The Fairville National Credit Union and it was 3:17. Tuck woke up soon, and i think it was 3:20 by that time. i tried going 2 sleep over and over again and what felt like all nite every time i woke up and looked at the clock i was only a minute or 2 l8r. i wanted 2 sleep so bad. so what i did next was probobly really stupid.

"YO IM TRYING 2 SLEEP!! SHUT THE FUCK UP!!" i yelled as i stood up. every1 looked at me. "what r u doing here Kurt-Cain?" Kelly asked me. "yeah and what happened 2 your arm?" Danny asked. i was screwed. every1 would find out. Tuck got up and gave every1 a look like oh god, hes gonna go off on them. they should have nvr asked that. i just thought what was i gonna say 2 them. "i got shot" i said quietly at first. "huh?" sum1 said in the back. something inside me wanted 2 kill myslef so i wnet off in a yelling spree, "I GOT SHOT! I GOT MOTHER FUCKING SHOT!!! DAMMIT I LEFT MY HOME!!!! I KILLED MY DAD!!!! IVE GOT NOTHING LEFT!!!! GREAT U MOTHER FUCKERS KNOW EVERYTHING NOW!!!!! LEAVE ME ALONE!!!" i had snapped. every1 looked at me, eyes as wide as dinner plates. i stood there, thinking how i was gonna back up what i just did. "r u ok?" Alex asked. "im fine my dad shot me im fine." i said with releif. i thought every1 was gonna get mad at me, but every1 was and still is loyal 2 me 2 this day. Tuck came up behind me and put his hand on my shoulder. "lets go on a walk." he said. i just nodded 2 him and we walked off from the group. they stopped looking at me and went on thier business. me and Tuck walked 2 the Sheetz at the corner of State and Froman Street. we went inside, bought a couple packs of cigerattes and kegs of beer with our fake IDs and took them and sat on the sidewalk curb outside. Tuck lit a cigeratte and i popped a beer open. "u still havent said anything about what we're gonna do." Tuck said as he puffed his cigeratte. "u know what Tuck, u fuckin need 2 worry about your own problems and fuck off." i said. Tuck just took his cigeratte and put it out on my good arm. it hurt real bad cause of al the cuts on my arm. i jumped up and through my beer at him. "WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT FOR!?!" i yelled at him. "U NEED 2 QUIT BEING SO FUCKIN HOSTILE AND TREAT ME BETTER OR ILL LEAVE YOUR ASS!!!!" he yelled back. we were silent for a minute until i said, "look, im sorry. this is just hard 4 me." Tuck looked at me and answered, "yeah, i know what u mean. remember when my parents kicked me out? i was all down and out, and i almost jumped off the bridge. but u helped me Kurt. and ill help u now." now me and Tuck arent ones 2 be all mushy. we had broken holes all over our lives but at least no one could hear us. next thing we knew we could hear ambulances and police cars driving down State Street then turning onto Hoover Avenue. i lived on Hoover. we saw smoke rising from over trees and me and Tuck knew from the bottom of our hearts that my house was the one on fire. we ran 2 my house as fast as we could, and sure as hell. my house was gone. the police said my mom probobly left a cigeratte buring on the couth or fell asleep with the stove on, but either way she died. Tuck looked at me, my mouth was wide open and my eyes as wide as the gangs when i was yelling at them. i fell 2 my knees. i started banging my head on the ground. Tuck grabbed me and came down 2 me level. "what the fuck r u doing!?!?" he asked me almost yelling. at this point i was holding back tears. "no way, there is no way." i said quietly. "its not your fault its ok" Tuck said comfortingly, he was almost hugging me, "shit happens itll b alrite." he continued now hugging me. he pulled me off his shoulder and looked me in the eyes. my eyeliner was running, and i was crying. "im a murderer Tuck, ive killed both my parents." i said as i fell 2 Tuck shoulder balling my eyes out. Tuck patted my back, "it's ok, its ok" Tuck said. he was about 2 cry 2. i pulled the razor outta my pocket. Tuck saw it outta the corner of his eye. "im done Tuck, see you in hell." i said as i put the razor 2 my neck. Tuck grabbed it and said, "no Kurt, its not over no!!" but i had cut my throat halfway and was bleeding. Tuck started crying and i screamed and rolled over, the pain was overwhelming. what had i dun? did i just commit suiside? Tuck took off his favorite his hoodie with the heartagram on it and put it on my throat. he held it there and kept repeating, "pleeze Kurt dont die, i luv u like a brother. pleeze Kurt." he removed his hoodie off my throat and saw that it clotted. i sat up. Tuck hugged me. "thank god Kurt, your ok." he was still hugging me and crying, his eyeliner running all over, but that shortly ended with SMACK!!!!. Tuck slapped me. "WHAT THE FUCK?!?!" i yelled. "dont ever do that again." Tuck said still crying. it was 4:30 and we had done so much that nite we figured we were gonna sleep the rest of the day. i nvr told any1 about that nite and i seriously doubt that Tuck didnt either. we walked back 2 the bridge. no one was there. i guess they went 2 sell drugs and work at, well wherever they worked. Tuck was sorta quiet. i was quiet 2, so i really couldnt point any fingers. we got back 2 the bridge and the sun was starting 2 rise and the bank clock said 5:30. i suppose that 2day we would sneak around the skool and sell drugs.i was gonna go 2 the mall and shop a lil bit 4 me and Tuck. i was considering buying a car 2. me and Tuck sat down and Tuck handed me a cigeratte and i lit it. he lit one 4 himself 2. "well Kurt" he said as he lit his cigeratte and puffed it, "whatever happens happens" and he let smoke outta his mouth. i looked him in the eyes his eyeliner had ran down his cheeks and i saw my reflection in his eyes, and i wasnt happy with myslef. Tuck just cracked a tiny smile and walked off, he through beer bottle at the wall of the bridge and it busted. i saw he left a couple serenges full of novacaine lying next 2 me. put one in my neck and stuck the rest in my arms and such. my whole body was mnb 2 begin with though. it felt as if time was standing still. i dont know where Tuck went that morning but he came back an hour l8r with $1000 and probobly the thought that he had fucked another girl. but b4 he returned i took a long hard look at all and everything that had hppened from then 2 last nite 2 my whole life, and once again i cut my arm and wrote a poem with my blood that went:

i killed em all
i took the fall
its all my fault
my mind a dark vault
i almost broke
when the paper wrote
headline of the day
"house burned away
woman dead and murder was dun in the house day b4"
it created such an awful roar
in my mind
im in a bind
life or death
death or life
will i bounce back
or die from strife
i guess ill find out sumday
and fuck it if i dont
this is my murder poem
and now i wonder if it was rite
2 leave my broken home

i waited 4 Tuck 2 cum back and he had $1000 and the thoght that he fucked another girl. like i said b4. and we sat there silently until 7:00 and figured we would go 2 work.

to be continued
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