i have died and still i feel so alive then i open my eyes i feel so cramped so i punch the wood and dirt comes in but when i punch through the dirt i can feel nothing so i get up and see the moon but the trees are blowing but i cant feel a thing.I go to a near by barn and sleep in the hay still i feel nothing then i think but i cant remember a thing so in the morning i get out of the hay and see a mirror i look into to it but i still look as the same man who i was so why was i in a coffin then it hit me...
I don't mean the way you remember i got shot with a dart!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
i look around im back home but why here of all the places the person could have took me they took me home who is this person then i do feel something i look beside me there she lay my mother and she was dead and i feel her blood on my head, i felt another dart but why my mother. i think about who hates me but the only problem is that there is no one who hates me.
SO WHY ME. of all the people they choose to torture me and kill my mother.
