The clock was ticking slowly in the slience, all I could hear was myself swallwoing in the depth of my actions. I would get no reward for what I did. No warmth in my cry. No bless in my paraiers. No light in my days. I had to get this pain out of the air before it was too late. Different people would react to what ahppened differently, like take me for example. I react different to what I did very different then my friends. My life is doomed because of my self-concious. My life would have been so different if I accepted that offer so many years ago. It would have been the best I could imagined. That offer would have made me so much more powerful and so much more special. This offer was a offer that I can only explain by going back to my childhood, the day it all got changed.