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Date Posted: 10:06:18 07/28/03 Mon
Author: huh wouldn't send
Subject: Re: evaluation
In reply to: Raven 's message, "Re: evaluation" on 10:04:58 07/28/03 Mon

When I was young, still living with my father and my
brother things were tough for my family and me. My
father, he had such a hard time controlling the powers
that were developing in me. Each day became harder,
harder to tell if it was love or anger he held for me.
It wasn�t just my power developing; no it was he as
well. Working for power and control with mutants he
was someone I didn�t know anymore. I cried, cried so
hard each night. My tears broken from his anger at my
uncontrolled self. That day, of horror and no pity was
awful. He drove me off Pietro my brother sitting in
the front and my father as well. I sat there, not
exactly sure what was happening till we pulled up. The
tall building on such a storming night background made
me realize what was happening. The lighting brushed
down the wind fierce and the clouds swayed as the
thunder rumbled hard and loud. He led me from the car
and soon did I realize exactly what was happening as
two men came up and took me. They took me from my
family who stood and watched. I screamed! I screamed
for my father over and over! The tears rolled down my
hot cheeks in streams and rivers! He just stood there as they took me and turned his back. Leading Pietro,
that traitor, away and to the car. The doors slammed on my face and he was gone, I was trapped. Here alone,
and for who knows how long.

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