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Let me tell you a story, a long one so better get ready. Where to start? Why not the beginning?

When I was young I was a kid in a city simply known as Kelian City. I was a young lad with an athletic body due to the training I did with my dad, black hair and brown eyes in case you didn't know. I was about 12 when it all started. I was young but very smart, for my age anyway. I had a lot of build up anger as a kid and often used other as to release stress, I guess you could consider it bulling huh? I didn't think much of it as I was just a kid and it fealt good about it. My dad said that I could do anything I liked and no one would do anything about it and he was right. No adult would go against me out of fear. This is mostly due to that fact that I was a son of a gang leader no would want them knocking on there door step.

I often picked on more emotional kids since I was told emotion made you weak and need to be shown the ropes, so to speak. It was fun, though if you haven't guessed yet my dad isn't exactly the greatest fathers of all. There was one kid that everyone else wouldn't talk to (beside myself), his name of Houka Kunthra. He was odd on physically, having claws and larger then normal k-9's. Other then that he had red hair blue eyes a slender body and dirty looking cloths. It looks like he doesn't take baths very often or maybe he was poor. I can see why people didn't want to be near him but I didn't care whom he was he just seem like any other kid. So I often beat him up, he would never cry though. He was tough little guy but barely put up a fight so he was easy pickings. Another odd thing about him was his skin, it was rough and I some time cut my knuckles on him.

I really like using him for some reason maybe he just just easy and didn't wine about it (too much) but I did notice he would never be at school, it happens on the streets or at the park. I didn't know much of him beside that rumor about a fire a year ago. I scuff at the rumor saying that he could never do something like that. A lot of the other gang members often give me advice about things and some of kids thought I was cool! I was getting popular though not in a good way.

Due my dad I often be in a bad mood and making me a bit more aggressive toward others, especially Houka. In one particular day I was very harsh on him, kicking him, tossing in on the muddy floor, and shoving is face in it, when I heard a whimper. The little guy crying for once out of all the time, I've never seen him cry. I was a bit thrilled at first but then he mumble "why?". My smirk disappear as I was familiar with the way he was crying was much like I do when my dad really hurts me, did I mention I hated my father yet? No then I despise my father very much. He beat me up quite often and never impressed with what I do...

Yeah I began to feel guilty as he continue to just cry. I then did something I wouldn't have thought I would ever do. I patted him on the head and said: Are you alright? Was I too rough?

He look up toward me looking sad and confused. I felt really bad and help him up. I try to wipe the dirt and mud but most of it didn't come off that easily. I can see him being scared and confused. I reach into my pocket and pulled out a apple, I've seen him eating these in the park a lot and I figure he might like one, hopefully.

I said: Here take it and...*as I look a way* I'm sorry, kid. *With a soft yet sad tone*

He took and and seem to like it. I can tell he was very nervous around me. I notice he was shivering and thought about my jacket for a bit before unzipping it and taking it off. I smile as I gave him my jacket. He was still confused but seem to start to worm up once he saw my smile. He took it and put it on and muter "Thank you" I felt something when he siad that along with being cold but that's besides the point. I've actually been "cool" and stuff but no one has ever thanked me, it felt nice. I was kinda embarrassed but not to tre point of my face being red or anything.

I could feel how awkward this much be with him and started walking a way as I said: You better not tell anyone about this! I was easy on you today but watch your self! *Changing my tone to more softer and said "And be careful out there, kid.

As he become out of vision I wounder if he connected anything and then I thought "Nah!" He's a bit too young to really figure out how emotions work. He has my jacket and wounder if he take care of it, it was mostly black with red flames on it. I though it was cool and was my favorite out of all my cloths. Thought it suit him well if I say so myself. I got punished later for losing it but it somehow was worth it.

I became more interested in him as the weeks go by. I wounder where he was from and whom his parents are? As well as if he even thinks about what I did. I didn't tease of do anything to him. He seem to get a bit happier once Christopher became his friend and started looking cleaner and attending school, though he is a age group behind. However my dad doesn't let me pass for some reason... We often have the same classes, I think he noticing I'm keeping an eye on him but doesn't really know why. He must think I'm gonna make fun of him or his friend. After all everyone else does (Except the teacher of course).

I myself also became more aware of my surroundings and become to like the outside more then the city. Main reason I like to hang around in the park. Though I can't help but feel envy for Christ being friends with him but I knew Houka would be more scared of me, so I didn't think to ask him at all...

Just one deed, what does he think of it? Was it important at all? Or was it a lost cause all together? I may be young but I had these thoughts in my head most of the time. Just one deed little did I know just how that one would impact my life so much.

Description
Let me tell you a story, a long one so better get ready. Where to start? Why not the beginning?

When I was young I was a kid in a city simply known as Kelian City. I was a young lad with an athletic body due to the training I did with my dad, black hair and brown eyes in case you didn't know. I was about 12 when it all started. I was young but very smart, for my age anyway. I had a lot of build up anger as a kid and often used other as to release stress, I guess you could consider it bulling huh? I didn't think much of it as I was just a kid and it fealt good about it. My dad said that I could do anything I liked and no one would do anything about it and he was right. No adult would go against me out of fear. This is mostly due to that fact that I was a son of a gang leader no would want them knocking on there door step.

I often picked on more emotional kids since I was told emotion made you weak and need to be shown the ropes, so to speak. It was fun, though if you haven't guessed yet my dad isn't exactly the greatest fathers of all. There was one kid that everyone else wouldn't talk to (beside myself), his name of Houka Kunthra. He was odd on physically, having claws and larger then normal k-9's. Other then that he had red hair blue eyes a slender body and dirty looking cloths. It looks like he doesn't take baths very often or maybe he was poor. I can see why people didn't want to be near him but I didn't care whom he was he just seem like any other kid. So I often beat him up, he would never cry though. He was tough little guy but barely put up a fight so he was easy pickings. Another odd thing about him was his skin, it was rough and I some time cut my knuckles on him.

I really like using him for some reason maybe he just just easy and didn't wine about it (too much) but I did notice he would never be at school, it happens on the streets or at the park. I didn't know much of him beside that rumor about a fire a year ago. I scuff at the rumor saying that he could never do something like that. A lot of the other gang members often give me advice about things and some of kids thought I was cool! I was getting popular though not in a good way.

Due my dad I often be in a bad mood and making me a bit more aggressive toward others, especially Houka. In one particular day I was very harsh on him, kicking him, tossing in on the muddy floor, and shoving is face in it, when I heard a whimper. The little guy crying for once out of all the time, I've never seen him cry. I was a bit thrilled at first but then he mumble "why?". My smirk disappear as I was familiar with the way he was crying was much like I do when my dad really hurts me, did I mention I hated my father yet? No then I despise my father very much. He beat me up quite often and never impressed with what I do...

Yeah I began to feel guilty as he continue to just cry. I then did something I wouldn't have thought I would ever do. I patted him on the head and said: Are you alright? Was I too rough?

He look up toward me looking sad and confused. I felt really bad and help him up. I try to wipe the dirt and mud but most of it didn't come off that easily. I can see him being scared and confused. I reach into my pocket and pulled out a apple, I've seen him eating these in the park a lot and I figure he might like one, hopefully.

I said: Here take it and...*as I look a way* I'm sorry, kid. *With a soft yet sad tone*

He took and and seem to like it. I can tell he was very nervous around me. I notice he was shivering and thought about my jacket for a bit before unzipping it and taking it off. I smile as I gave him my jacket. He was still confused but seem to start to worm up once he saw my smile. He took it and put it on and muter "Thank you" I felt something when he siad that along with being cold but that's besides the point. I've actually been "cool" and stuff but no one has ever thanked me, it felt nice. I was kinda embarrassed but not to tre point of my face being red or anything.

I could feel how awkward this much be with him and started walking a way as I said: You better not tell anyone about this! I was easy on you today but watch your self! *Changing my tone to more softer and said "And be careful out there, kid.

As he become out of vision I wounder if he connected anything and then I thought "Nah!" He's a bit too young to really figure out how emotions work. He has my jacket and wounder if he take care of it, it was mostly black with red flames on it. I though it was cool and was my favorite out of all my cloths. Thought it suit him well if I say so myself. I got punished later for losing it but it somehow was worth it.

I became more interested in him as the weeks go by. I wounder where he was from and whom his parents are? As well as if he even thinks about what I did. I didn't tease of do anything to him. He seem to get a bit happier once Christopher became his friend and started looking cleaner and attending school, though he is a age group behind. However my dad doesn't let me pass for some reason... We often have the same classes, I think he noticing I'm keeping an eye on him but doesn't really know why. He must think I'm gonna make fun of him or his friend. After all everyone else does (Except the teacher of course).

I myself also became more aware of my surroundings and become to like the outside more then the city. Main reason I like to hang around in the park. Though I can't help but feel envy for Christ being friends with him but I knew Houka would be more scared of me, so I didn't think to ask him at all...

Just one deed, what does he think of it? Was it important at all? Or was it a lost cause all together? I may be young but I had these thoughts in my head most of the time. Just one deed little did I know just how that one would impact my life so much.