Both Nar/ino and Nar/hin got locked

There is a god

Also im lvl 9 now

"i will eat your liver and spit your blood into the face of your slaves

Why did i skip lvl 7

Now im lvl 8 with 95% i wouldnt mind if i skip lvl 9 to get to "holy lvl 10"

This is the sad story that shaped my life forever and made me unable to cry out of my right eye.

Well this all started when i was about 6. At that timeI had only 5 phobias. But saddly one of them was germs the other was large groups of people. So as you can guess i didnt have any friends whats so ever. My parrents were worryed about me and howI acted. So they started getting me into this that are outside my nature(going to mall,movies,etc). But my father put me into every sport. Thats whereI meet my first friend. His name was Rodney Smith and for some reason Even if I hated large groups of people i always talked to him. Hetold me his dream was to beacome the best basktball player to ever live. We had alot in common. But like all good thingshave to end. Basketball season ended and school was going to begin.It was going to try to change myself.

It wasnt going to be easy seeing that i didnt know how to make friends or even be normal. I walk in the class and guess who is there? Rondey was in my class. I was so happy. Over the school year he thought me how to be a friends and be a better person.

My Parents were glad that I was changing and tosupport me they bought me a basketball rim and aBasketball. Rodney didnt live far from me so he came over all the time. One day we played basketball on my new Rim. We were playing to 11 and rodney's shoot hit the rim and went into the street. He said he would get it but something was weird i felt i should have gotten it but it was to late. He ran across the street and got it. When he was coming back somebody was speeding an hit him. Iwasjust watching.When i was 7 i didnt truly understand death i just thought he was playingaround. My mother ran out the house crying. She called the cops and asked me what happened.

I went to school and he wasnt there. The next day he wasnt there. I was wondering what happened to him. My mother toldme that he had died and asked me did i want to go to his Funeral.I cryed and cryed and cryed.two days later his funeral happened i went. but when i saw his body ijust couldnthandle it. I started to cry again but something was diffent. My right eye wouldnt even tear up.

The next few years i went to counselors to see my mental health. I wish i would have got the ball. I cant live with the guilty heart. In my mind i Killed my first friend.

I wish i could tell you more but going to deep in my past can only bring back badthoughts.

Every Night i go to sleep i have the same dream. I im cursed to see it over and over untill i die.

Im going to post it early. I thought it would take me longer to write it. So i Guess Tomorrow Ill tell you 1 of the worst days of my life that scared me forever.

When it hit the 4 Month mark ill willtell you why i can only cry out of 1 eye

It will be titled "Tell of Tears"

This is the second part of my Story of the worst day where did i leave off ohh yeah The Sezuire.

Well when i woke up Everyone was looking at me. I picked my self up saying "what hapened?" After i got up about 5 teachers came running up asking what happened. As you can proboly guess I was some what confused they told me to come up stairs to the office so they can call mymom and she can take me to the Hospital. I went up though the Gym and some *** hole told the teachers that my friend pucnhed me in my chest. The teachers asked were he punched me. I lied and told them that my friend punched me in the sloder(instead of my heart) trying to make it not so bad. Unforturely my friend isnt nearly as smart as meand told them he hit me in my heart. Now we have 2 diffent storys. We came to the Princapals office and he changed his story making thing worst for him. The police officer came and asked me Did I want to press charges on him and that he ****ulted me and could go to Jail. Not baby jail. Big boy jail. Im not going to tell you what i said; most of you wouldnt like that answer. Well they called my mom and that was the first time in a long time I heard my mom cry. Thats probly worst then Having a Seizure itself. She came and rushed me to the hospital. I swear she drove 80 miles per hour the entire time. I went though the Emergency room and they did test on me. First a X-raythen a CAT scan. CAT scan are by far the scaryest part. When I was in there I cryed. Of course it was a Manly cry. Maybe the Manlyest cry ever. But still a cry(out of on of my eyes anyway). So then was the waiting. And waiting.And waiting. For 3 hours i waited in a room only able to look at the wall because they put my neck in a collar. They put a IV in my arm(im deafly afraid of Neddles BTW). I startednot being able to breathmy heart beat must og been 120 because i couldnttake this anymore. For the first time in my life i was truly scared i was going to die. My mom ran and called Doctors and Nurses. They all camerushing in. They checked to see if myAir holeclosed or my lunges were constcted. It turns out i was having a Panic attack. Later they gave me the resoles My x-rays were good showing a few bone fragments in my neck and My CAT scan was clear showing that My Brain had no Large damage. I was clear to leave but I had to have surgey in 2 days.

I went home and found out my mom emailed,called,and texted everyone she knew. I hate my 6 sisters but i found out they cryed at school when they heard the news. I guess God works in Mysterios ways. And when He closed 1 door he showed me that people that i hate with all my heart still love me.

Yep right after one of the best days of my life. I knew something was wrong. God doesnt love me enough to let me have a good life. I guess i should start from the begaing.

Today at schoolI knew today was going to be bad as soon as i woke up. I went to school anyway feeling like crap. Well I have PE 4th peroid and like always me and my friend fought in the locker room. It was always playful fighting Never anything to serious. We always moved in slow motion like the matrix. Well to I punched him in the face. I thought it was unfair for me to hit him and he couldnt hit me back. So I told him to punch me back even though he said he didnt want to. He punched me striaght in the chest. DAM it hurt like hell I fell to my knees in pain. I got up later and they told us we could leave to locker room.I took a left went though the double doors and i Blacked out. I woke up later to find out that I went up the stairs and fell straight back. I hit my head. The worst was yet to come. You see I had aseizure right infront of everyone. I got it because thatpunch my friend gave me hit me Directly in the Heart and decreasing the amount of blood that went to my brain. The lack of blood my me pass out while i was walking up the stairs. Casueing my Seizure.

Ill tell you guys more about it later