My history part 2 cont.

...fallen out of the tree. It was after all about 150 feet up. I felt so stupid, not only for falling asleep in a tree but for over reacting so badly. It was a good hour before I could get up and walk around, but no permanent damage. I thought a while longer, at the base of the tree, what my father meant by saying the sword would help me realize myself. I think it was right then when I dicided to leave home. i was tired of being treated like an animal, and would not stand for it any longer. I went home and packed up my things. My mother watching me the whole time, knowing what my plans were. She only said goodbye, and with a quick hug, I was off. I walked into town, the town that hated me so. I was searching, searching for a single elf that had treated me even worse then all the rest. I wanted revenge. I found him and his little group, at the town square, picking the coins out of the fountain. I walked straight up to him, and called out his name. He spun around, knife in hand, as if he had been waiting for this day. "what do you want sllime?" *I have come to MAKE you appoligize, for all the things you have done to me.* "O, ssssso the freak finally getssssss the ballssssss to ssssssay some big wordssssss! Well let me make a deal with you, I'll sssssay ssssssorry, when you can beat me in a fight sssssssscaly." all his freinds started chanting; "fight! fight!" *I will kill you, are you prepared to end your life so soon?* "HA! " He lunged at me with his knife, but the movement felt slow to me. I easily dodged to te right and brought me fist up into his rips. He grunted, and stumbled backward, falling into the fountain. He roared with fury, outraged at being made an ass of. He jumped up and slashed at my face. but this too seemed lagging. I ducked and slashed his face with my claws. Four thin streams of blood flew from my stroke. He screamed and started wildly stabbing and slashing. I couldnt understand why he was moving so slow, I dodged every movement so easily. I grasped his head and slammed my knee into his face, breaking his nose with a sickening snap and splattering blood everywhere. With him doubled over, I took his right arm, placed my foot at his elbow, and jerked. A suprisingly loud cracking sound reverberated as The bones in his arm and wrist ripped through his skin, spraying blood from cut veins. He writhed in agony, wailing. I spun around and wipped my tail into his ribs, breaking 3. i duck my claws into his eyes and wrenched him to his feet. I started slamming my fist into his ugly visage, again and again. He blubbered stupidly as blood flowed out his mouth. Finally, feeling I had made my point, I simply pulled out my sword and quickly vorpaled him. his body collapsed in a sorry heap. I stood over him, feeling like a hero. but as I looked around, I saw only horror in the eyes of so many elves. they had crowded around during the fight and were now silent. Someone sreamed, "murderer!" And everyone started freaking out, running away in fear. This was not what i had wanted, i wanted to defeat the evil, and I had, but nowone saw it that way. they just saw the true savage in me. I ran, I ran for almost 2 days, fleeing the people that were not like me. finally I collapsed, crying, feeling alone and betrayed. I thought i had done the right thing, but I had not. I should have been the better, and tried to talk it out with him. But it was too late now, I would never be accepted by anyone there ever again. i wept on the cold ground, not knowing where, or who I really was.

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> ...fallen out of the tree. It was after all about 150 feet up. I felt so stupid, not only for falling asleep in a tree but for over reacting so badly. It was a good hour before I could get up and walk around, but no permanent damage. I thought a while longer, at the base of the tree, what my father meant by saying the sword would help me realize myself. I think it was right then when I dicided to leave home. i was tired of being treated like an animal, and would not stand for it any longer. I went home and packed up my things. My mother watching me the whole time, knowing what my plans were. She only said goodbye, and with a quick hug, I was off. I walked into town, the town that hated me so. I was searching, searching for a single elf that had treated me even worse then all the rest. I wanted revenge. I found him and his little group, at the town square, picking the coins out of the fountain. I walked straight up to him, and called out his name. He spun around, knife in hand, as if he had been waiting for this day. "what do you want sllime?" I have come to MAKE you appoligize, for all the things you have done to me. "O, ssssso the freak finally getssssss the ballssssss to ssssssay some big wordssssss! Well let me make a deal with you, I'll sssssay ssssssorry, when you can beat me in a fight sssssssscaly." all his freinds started chanting; "fight! fight!" I will kill you, are you prepared to end your life so soon? "HA! " He lunged at me with his knife, but the movement felt slow to me. I easily dodged to te right and brought me fist up into his rips. He grunted, and stumbled backward, falling into the fountain. He roared with fury, outraged at being made an ass of. He jumped up and slashed at my face. but this too seemed lagging. I ducked and slashed his face with my claws. Four thin streams of blood flew from my stroke. He screamed and started wildly stabbing and slashing. I couldnt understand why he was moving so slow, I dodged every movement so easily. I grasped his head and slammed my knee into his face, breaking his nose with a sickening snap and splattering blood everywhere. With him doubled over, I took his right arm, placed my foot at his elbow, and jerked. A suprisingly loud cracking sound reverberated as The bones in his arm and wrist ripped through his skin, spraying blood from cut veins. He writhed in agony, wailing. I spun around and wipped my tail into his ribs, breaking 3. i duck my claws into his eyes and wrenched him to his feet. I started slamming my fist into his ugly visage, again and again. He blubbered stupidly as blood flowed out his mouth. Finally, feeling I had made my point, I simply pulled out my sword and quickly vorpaled him. his body collapsed in a sorry heap. I stood over him, feeling like a hero. but as I looked around, I saw only horror in the eyes of so many elves. they had crowded around during the fight and were now silent. Someone sreamed, "murderer!" And everyone started freaking out, running away in fear. This was not what i had wanted, i wanted to defeat the evil, and I had, but nowone saw it that way. they just saw the true savage in me. I ran, I ran for almost 2 days, fleeing the people that were not like me. finally I collapsed, crying, feeling alone and betrayed. I thought i had done the right thing, but I had not. I should have been the better, and tried to talk it out with him. But it was too late now, I would never be accepted by anyone there ever again. i wept on the cold ground, not knowing where, or who I really was.
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