//Hello. I made this story a year ago and have put it on fanfiction.net. The thing is, I can't remember how to update it on the website. My username on there is Yukimutou123. I have edit my story and have learned a few things to make it sound even better. It's still not complete yet. I apologize if my chapters seem like they are very long. I hope that you will enjoy it. I still have ideas to continue it. Feel free to tell me how good it is. Thank you.//
'...' This means thinking
"..." This means talking
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One night in the Domino City Cemetery, there was this teenaged man hiding in the shadows that was created by a few trees. He wasn't your typical normal averaged guy. He would make sure, or at least tried to make sure, light didn't touch him. The only light that touched him was the moonlight. He loved the moon how it was beautiful. He was looking at the moon when something, or someone, caught his attention. A little boy, or he thought because of the height, was running past the cemetery. It looked like he was running away from something, or somebody. The little one cut through the cemetery in order to lose whoever was chasing him. He stopped at a bench he found by a few graves in order to breathe again.
"Why are they always picking on me? I can't help that I'm short. I was born that way. They always bully me and beat me up because they're taller than me. I'm glad I got away before they injured me enough to death."
"Hello young one."
The boy jumped a bit to find out he wasn't alone in the gravesite.
"Um..., h-hello."
