"I want to grow up" Did you say it when you were a kid? I know I did. Have you regretted growing up at some point in your life? Have you wished you could be a careless child once again? I know you have. Everyone has. The more you grow the bigger the challenges, the obstacles, the pain. Life gets serious. You get serious. You forget to smile at the morning sun shining down your face. You are too absorved by your problems to notice the beautiful world surrounding you. And when life gets hard, you wish more than anything to turn back in time and be that small child who did not know anything when he said "I want to grow up"

*The other version is still up* 3 years ago, my Step Dad adopted a son. His name was Hunter. For 13 years of his life, Hunter was neglected and abused by his parents. Beaten and raped, Hunter knew nothing good of the world. His Father eventually became a socio-path and shot the Mother. But as he was about to kill Hunter, Police arrived. The Dad shot himself instead. Hunter is now 16 and has been living in my family for 3 years. It's an understatement to say that we don't get along. Hunter is just angry at the world. He drinks and smokes and swears and fights. He kicks me and punches me simply because he's scared. He pushes everyone away. He has flashbacks and nightmares and can't seem to take anymore. Though I know he has reasons for being such an inconsiderate asshole, I still hate him. Our family has now moved to Cyprus. We're only staying for a while, so we just got a small appartment. Bad part about that? It's got 2 rooms. Me and Hunter have to share. At first I hate it. But then over the weeks, I begin to see how broken Hunter Storm really is. He's not just a dick, he's scared. And I'm slowly starting to comfort him through his troubles. We're getting somewhere, but then the worst possible thing happens. But strangley, it's bringing us closer. He's sleeping in my bed, he's crying to me, he's holding my hand. I'm holding him at night, I'm wearing his hoodies, I'm smiling at his touch. Before I even realize it, I'm in love. { Strong Language Throughout! Includes Physical/Sexual Abuse Scenes & Sex Please Don't Read If Bad Language Makes You Cry. But If You Like Hot Emo Boys With Lip Rings, Read Ahead ^.^ }

Children have been plagued by monsters for decades. From creepers under the bed, to the little voices whispering fears inside their heads. To the eyes that lie behind closet doors, to the ones that roam that halls of creaking floors. There's one forgotten by time, remembered only by a broken rhyme. He preys on the sweet to take, and neither between child or adult does he discriminate. A fearsome being dressed finely in all blue, with a mask to cover gruesome features that allow nightmares to ensue. So, run, hide, pretend it's all in your mind. For it doesn't matter to the monster of blue. He's coming for you.

You have just started at the DWMA and have met a guy named Soul and a bunch of new friends. Right off the bat you realized that you have feelings for Soul, however you then met your two new partners Spencer and Marshal. Marshal is something else along with his twin Spencer. <3 What will happen? Who will you be with? Soul? Spencer? Marshal?read :DDD **DISCLAIMER: i do not own Soul Eater or the characters. All I own is the plot :3