Pain.
I feel none. Its like when you are a kid and you scrape your knee and you think it really hurts. Well it doesnt, that is nothing compared to the pain used to feel. Yeah thats right i said used to feel.
My name is Bentliegh Ryder and i have black and red hair, i am pale and i am quite skinny.I am haunted with the memories that would break the hardest of men.I watched someone kill my parents and brother and younger sister.Thats just one of the many memories.
*FLASHBACK 5 YEARS AGO*
I was looking at my 12 year old reflection in the mirror when i heard a giant crash downstairs.Someone ran into my room and slung me over their shoulder. "Put me down you big ogre" i screamed at him whilst struggling and thrashing about to get away." All in good time my dear" the man said. He sounded old like in his fifties, he had a fat bald head and he was very muscly. I realised that thrashing about was just wearing me out so i stopped. When we finally got to the living room the man dropped me on my butt. "owww what was that for you bald prick" i shouted at him.suddenly i felt a stinging in my right cheek. That bastard fart had just hit me so i jumped up and started punching him in the stomach. He grabbed hold of me and threw me to the floor and just as i was going to retort back to him my family were dragged into the room. My mother was trying not to cry, my father had two black eyes and a bloody nose, my brother had no marks nor had my sister.
Suddenly my family and i heard shoes on the floor and were watching the door waiting for the stranger to come in.He had polished black shoes,short black hair and evil blue peircing eyes.
"well well what do we have here eh boys?" he said and his boys laughed.
"Get out and take your goons with you" i said to him. He immediatly stopped laughing and came over to me,he crouched down and said "what did you say?". "i didnt stutter" i said to him bravely.
He got up and i thought he was walking away, he turned around and his hand gave a blow to my face, my head flew to the right. He turned and said to my parents "you should have taught your daughter manners too bad you wont get the chance now that i have found you. You know its to bad that i have to kill you." and with that he pulled out a 22 and shot my mother, father and my siblings.
*FLASHBACK OVER*
Now i was 17 and i thought about the memory as i stared at my new school. It looked more like a prison the bricks were faded.
"Hey there beautiful want to hook up in the cuboard for cleanin supplies" a boy around my age said.
"No thanks your dick is too small for my liking " i said back and just as i was about to enter the school he grabbed my ass i spun around grabbed his arm and put it behind his back and pushed it up successfully breaking it then i left him on the ground "next time you wont touch my ass will you douche rocket" i spat at him. Then i headed into the school
