• Chapter 1
    Life for the weird kid

    I was a real tough kid. I worked out, played football and basketball. A hot shot, yet I never liked dating so I never had a girlfriend. At this time I was ten years old. I walked down the hall and this kid named, Jake Mourn, pushes me down.

    "Hey, gay. Kiss any boys lately."

    He tought I gay never having a girlfriend. So I responded, "No, but, why you asking? Huh, you want a kiss? Well don't answer, you wouldn't ask unless you were gay and you wanted a kiss." I was really bad with come backs.

    "Hey why don't you shorten that up, so next time, I don't sleep and realize summer vactions over."

    So I pretended to walk away. He tried to stop and I punched him. We made a scene and he hit me. I began to duck and he missed a lot of punches. I began to give him blows to the chin. Soon a teacher came and stopped it. I didn't want it to end....

    So I got loose of the teacher's grip and ran at him. I jumped on him and punched him, braking his nose and knocking him out. That's where this story begans. So I realized I was a stronger kid than I should be. Espically at this age. Then things got weirder thoughout my years......

    So that's the where it started. But the weird part is at the age of fifteen. I was almost sixteen. My dad was working way to much, and my mother died of cancer when I was thirteen. I been to feel more strange, and everyday I thought of when I knocked Jake out.

    Ever since then I had no friends and girls didn't even want to talk to me. I was alone, and ate a lot of microwave dinners without someone home. I was a teenager, and I fell asleep earlier than when my dad came home. So I started changing I did more things. To try and make friends, meet girls, have something to do, and just have people around me. Even when no one talked to me and people were around me, it felt like a giant hug.

    So anyways, one day I was raking leaves for the school. Then a kid comes up. Him and soem girl. He walked to me and said, "Hey you seem to cool to be doing work for the school. Why don't you follow me and my sister, and we get a burger."

    'Okay cool!" I followed, we chatted, then he said.

    "So the reason I asked to eat with us, is because, you dad and my dad, work together. My dad is on a vacation, and he ask us to give this letter to you, so that you can give the letter to your dad."

    I took the letter and that's were it starts. The assassin story started with a letter

    End of Chapter 1