It had been more then 13 years since that night and most of the town had forgton the massacure that had happend there. It was a strange thing when no one rembers the incident that rocked the town back then the murders the mayhem and the blood shed those men caused was all but forgoton. Now even then the parents warn their children away from the lone survivor of the night of blood. They tell their kids that he was cursed that he was doomed to die one day as well and will take all who was near him. This was not true he was a lonely man his life turned upside down by what he had seen all those years ago at such a young age his mind shatterd his innocents taken and now here he stands alone after all those years. No other person would befirend this lonely soul all because of the fear of that night in their minds. Sure the kids dont know about it that is because the parents made sure they wouldent know they didnt want something like that to ever happen again in that peacefull little town. Every day this man would go to school he would be tormented ridiculed and beaten. But he would not cry out in pain he would not speak nor would he raise a hand in defensen. He was a broken shell of a man thanks to that night. His name was Allen burnstone. He was a tall man about 6 foot 3 with black hair and cold blue eyes. His eyes losing all the light and happyness they once held as a child. No one knows why he is the way he is. No one cared to find out about the horrers of that night that in his mind were still very fresh. He took to living on the streets keeping out of site he had no one left to call family his own all gone and he had no home. It was just another day at school when he was getting into his locker a few of the students of the school laughed and pushed him hard into the locker. His head slamming against the side causing a gash blood began to stream down his face but he said nothing. The students cackling in pleasuer at the pain they caused Allen" Come on freak why dont you say something say anything do anything oh thats right because your a cursed freak" The bully sneers to allen. Allen says nothing and simply picks up his books trying to move away from them his eyes meeting theirs showing how dead inside he truely was. The teachers didnt care for the abuse they looked away from him and did nothing to help him. This was normal for allen people beat him called him names and no one helped him. it was his life for those 13 years.