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Well we have to write this story about these guys we're learning about In school, and I cant decide what should happen.
Pretty much these guys are trouble makers and even killed another guys dog, but I cant think of what to do.

I need the Idea In Half an Hour so Chop Chop!

Totally ripped off 'Thank God Your Here'..





I'm so darn tired >_>

There has been 7 pages of Spam I haven't read! Seven!!!!

This must be a new world record

Struggle Of Unique Life Story~Chapter 1 (PG+14 Violence and Course Language)

Otherwise known as 'SOULS' xD
This Is based off a true story, pretty much a story about somebody I know.


WARNING: As The Story Progresses this story may contain course language and violence

Introduction​

He stepped on the boy bellow him, the boy he had beaten up so much blood was all over his white singlet. He had no care for that guys name, nor did he care If he was bleeding to death. He was laughing. His mates around him were chuckling along, an evil cruel laugh that would reach Into your body and pull out your soul. He pressed his foot harder Into the blood ridden singlet "Shoot him" he laughed. The boy bellow him looked with wide eyes up at the man who he had crossed, the man who he had tried to stop from stealing. It was the biggest mistake In his life.
Cars passed almost silently, all he saw was the man above him, pressing his foot harder and harder onto his chest and the mans friend, the one with the gun. Suddenly the friend pointed the small, black gun at the boy and shot. The bullet seemed like It was taking forever to reach the boys head, but finally and disgustingly there was a scream and a splat.
The guy laughed and turned around "Take the body somewhere where no one will find him, make a grave for him for all I care, just get rid of that helpless boy" He walked away In the dark streets, New York lights shining all around him. He pushed people who got In his way, with his almost-too-cruel smile.
They called him Lilsy, he killed anyone he wanted, he was rude, cruel, gangs were looking for him, police were hunting him down, gun shops knew him as If they were best friends, he was famous In Nightclubs and had no hope In this world. At least, thats what he thought, that he was nothing In this world.
Lilsy was rich with millions of money, but he didn't have a one million dollar house, It was actually quite old and broken, he got drunk just about every night, smoked marijuana maybe every second day, went to Nightclubs once a weekend and caused an uproar. Lilsy lived with his sister, his father got taken away and killed with politician actions, his mother was In a whole different country, his Grandfather, otherwise known as his role-model, got killed by a couple of gang members and so the only family he had left was his sister.
Of course, he wasn't all that bad. Lilsy cared for his friends and family, If anyone of them got hurt or killed he would hunt the person down and personally take care of them himself. His past was one of the most painful, cruel, agonizing pasts of them all, but no one except for his sister knew about the past. He didn't tell nobody.
Lilsy wasn't his real name, but he got called It as If It were. Nobody really knew what his real name was either. He was a complete mystery.
He walked up to a small house, not really beautiful but not broken either. Someone he knew lived here, and here was where he was staying. Lilsy lived somewhere In Canada and he had visited New York to see a friend and get away from his town.
As he opened the door, Lilsy saw his friend walk up to him "You're appearing In the paper" she complained, worried about him. He looked at the small article reading "Another Day, Another Kill" Lilsy smiled "I like that quote, I'm claiming It now" Lilsy had no care for the article. It was all the same, he did something wrong and the police try and catch him, It was his daily routine.
Lilsy walked up to the kitchen to get a beer, as his friend walked behind him holding the article "You know, one of these days you're going to get caught. Stop doing this so much" He stopped dead on his tracks and looked up at his friend "I knew It.." he said in an astonishing voice "Stacey Is Spainish!" His friend, Stacey, looked at him with a blank expression on her face "I told you my Dads side was Spainish, now will you stop changing the subject! I'm not going to bail you out If you get caught" Stacey threw the article on the kitchen bench as he took a mouthful of beer. Lilsy took a closer look at the article "Nah, You wont have to," he put his beer down and picked up the news article "I wont get caught."

Buller wiped his blood covered hands on his jacket and sighed "I'm amazed that we haven't got caught yet" The group of four were near a dumpster In an alleyway, trying to hide from the mounts of light that came from the Headlights In the city streets. Shorty looked at him and grinned "Nah, Lilsy Is lookin' after us. He has been doing this for two years now and still hasn't gotten caught. We're safe" Buller didn't look amused, but walked with the other three Into the main streets, hiding In the shadows.

Lilsy drunk his beer and sat on the computer chair. He looked at his laptop which was already logged on and brang up MSN. After he had typed In his Password he saw a message come up onto the taskbar. It was his Internet friend, Brittney, or Britt.
-Britt-Life Is A Struggle says:
Hiya!
LS/MSVSF.X3:.*4yrs* says:
Heyy
-Britt-Life Is A Struggle says:
How are you?!

Lilsy looked at her Messenger name and smiled a little, she had yet another message In her name, probably from another movie or song. But, this one really reached out to him "Life Is A Struggle..Yeah..It Is a struggle"

-Britt-Life Is A Struggle says:
Oh, Sorry, Are you busy??
LS/MSVSF.X3:.*4yrs* says:
Lol, No. I'm fine, and you?
-Britt-Life Is A Struggle says:
I'm Great!

Talking to Brittney now reminds me of the past conversations we'd had..Thats strange.
Lilsy took another mouthful of his beer and finished It off, crushing the can In his hand and chucking It In the blue rubbish bin.


Another Day, Another Kill.

Life Is A Struggle.

*Goes off to read some more*