Am I the only one that hates school, but just the school part. I hate being in the classroom all the freaking time. I don't learn that way. Ugggghhhhh, anyways.
I am warning you guys now it's cringy but that's where you guys come in. If there is anything that's a little off please tell me. Also keep in mind this is just the rough draft so once the story is almost done I will come back and fix up the mistakes.
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People always say, once something is a monster it is always a monster. Nothing in the world can change it. It is just there to kill, cause pain and nothing else. But, not all monsters were born like that, even Satan was an angel. Buried under every wall they built is probably a scarred and broken person. They built those walls because they never want to be hurt again. That's what happened to him. Scarred from his past, never wanting to look back, built those walls to never let someone in. He believed that he wasn't worthy of love or care. But, I am here to tell you how I, Aphrodite Anzra, broke down every wall he built and showed him what love was.
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"How much is this painting, sir," I asked the owner politely. You see, I just moved all the way from New York to the suburbs of Kentucky. Why you may ask, well I have always hated the city. I felt like a hamster in its cage, just going around and around in circles.
"It is only 75 dollars, ma'am. It use to be 150 dollars but we marked down. It has been in this shop for years," He answered walking around the counter over to me, "It is a very old painting made from a descendant of the king of that exact castle. The great Adriano Alfonsi. It is really a magnificent painting." I couldn't agree more. Every detail of the painting was clearly shown. The castle was sculpted to perfection. It looked so real, that if I just reached my hand out I could touch it.
"I'll take it," I said with a big smile.
By the time I got home, it was dark outside. The wind had picked up and I could see the storm clouds rolling in. 'Just great,' I thought. 'Another storm is all we need.' I let out a big, heavy sigh and opened the car door. I walked around to the back of the car, I couldn't help but feel someone was watching me. It was that feeling that crawls up your spine and makes your hair rise. I looked around but didn't see anything. I looked at the forest at the front of the car, to see nothing but just a creepy, bone-chilling forest.
I went back to getting the huge painting out of the back of my car. Once I had it out, I looked up to see nothing there. 'I really need to chill' I thought. I finished up looking up the car and turned around to walk up the stairs. I looked back at the forest, feeling my heartbeat increase and I swear I saw a pair of bright, glowing yellow eyes but when I blinked they were gone. I shook off the unsettling feeling and started my trek up to my floor.
Never, I mean never buy this big of a painting and walk it up two flights of stairs. Oh jeez, I am so out of shape. I flung open my apartment door and set down the bulky painting softly on the floor. I threw myself onto the couch with a big sigh, man, it feels like I just ran a marathon. I really need to start exercising and eating more healthy. Maybe my next shopping trip, but I will just make the list later. I laid my head down on the armrest of the couch and relaxed. My eyes started to flutter close without permission, but I was too exhausted to care. Before I knew darkness consumed me and I was thrown into dreamland.
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I know this is short but I will update soon.
