January 29

My life is not the normal.  My life is surrounded by hell, literally.  I was born in hell to the devil himself.  Yet, I had manage to go to the above and find love.  Love from an angel.  My mother was an fallen angel as was my father.  I am destined to rule over hell one day of my father ever decides to step down.   I know it won't happen. Instead I went and found me a lovely wife.

The day of our wedding, I'm standing at the alter. The piano playing the traditional song, there goes the bride, with me whistling along.  The moment my lovely lady steps into the isle, my eyes fill up with tears, not just any tears but bloody tears.  Since I'm a child of hell I cry blood.

January 22

For some odd reason, my parents had thought that taking me and my sibling to a heavy metal concert would have been good for us. I don't think that they we're thinking very clearly.  It is never a good thing to take children to a concert like that.  I am the living proof.  Why?  Simply because,  fights are easily started.  I had gotten loose from my mother and ended up in the middle of a fight.  I almost died.  Also, my parents lost my sibling.  Sad, right?  Well, I know for sure that I will not be going back to a concert like that.  Pulse neither my sibling or I enjoyed it.

January 15th

     
              Everyone has those stories that are tied to you in some way.  This story here is about a painting that was painted when I was a child.  I was always told that our imagination is the greatest thing about ourselves.  This painting here was mostly created by me.  I designed it here and my dear beloved art teach painted the way I wanted it painted.  I was very fond of my teacher back in those days.  He was the best painter i would ever know. The painting here shows my story.

              I had a dream to visit the big city on the back of an elephant, like a circus.  I was very fond of the circus when I was a child.  Seeing the people do the things that they can do had always amazed me.  I had wished I could do the same thing.  The mountains show where I live.  The Rocky Mountains have been my homes since I was born.  My parents loved it there.  Me, not so much.  My father was an emergency EMT and he took me on rides on the helicopter when he had the time.  I also remember the time where I went in a Hot Air Ballon ride with my parents for my birthday.  Scariest day in my life, being that high up in the air.  It was like I could touch the sky.  I have a passion for animals of any kind but my main passion is on the sea life.  The ones that are endangered.    I had always imagined myself going out into the worl to escape life at home.  Just slip through my bedroom window and never come back.  My life hangs in that painting.