I was always the good kid no matter where I went. I got picked on, bullied and got told that I was worthess. This is not me. This is the way I acted. The way society wanted me to be. Whenever I got angry I held it in. I had to. The last time I let my anger out I yelled at my mother and she then abused me. I was taken one day by these men in black armor. They gave me a new name and performed experiments on me. My name was never shadow. In the beggining it was Max, Max Spells. This is my story.
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The Birth of Shadow
FantasyThis story is about how a little boy named Shadow who in the beginning could not cause any trouble until he gets taken.
