Thread:XXblazmodzXx/@comment-8844137-20130514224051

Hi. My name is... Well... That's not important.... Im gonna tell you my story. A week ago i had recently heard of a man named "Jomonga" They said he is a murderer but honestly... He must be some fake that wants attention, anyway's i was 10 when this happened... I was walking down my main street: Crim, RD: and i saw a kid crying... He couldnt of been older than like i don't know.. 6?. I walked up to him and asked him. "Hey. Whats wrong? wheres your parent's?" I asked. he said sobbing. "This man got them"... he said breaking back to his sob. I asked. "Do you know what he looked like?" I asked. He said back, "He had a knife that looked like a kitchen knife for chopping tomatoes and me and my daddy weren't looking and my mommy screamed and we shot towards her and she had red stuff coming out of her throat and and he grabbed my daddy's shoulder and he screamed and the man stabbed his tummy and he dropped to the ground and he said the me. "Son please... i... love .y--" And then the man ran away." I said "Oh No! you poor thing!" I hugged him and i asked him "your a orphan now huh?" I asked. The boy replied. "ye-yes" i said "here follow me i show you a new home." i said. He said" Oh really!?! YAY!" i smiled back at him i took him to the orphanage... And when we arrived i explained to the front desk manager and she was shocked. and said your talking about the one thats been around "Jomanga"? She asked. I sighed. "i guess so" I said. She replied. "we'll take him your poor soul..." I was a little depressed from this kid's story.. I made it home and told my parents about this and they were upset that i got involved with a case like that. But they where proud that i took care of him until we arived. My parent;s where both paranoid  for me. they thought " what if this killer got ur son? he is a only child." "But... what if our son goes insane?!?" I slept rough last night.. And the next morning my parents talked to me during breakfest. They said. "son... where worried about you and..." I said the murderer "Jomanga"? I asked. They said. "Yes we... might move." They said. i replied "What?!?!" I yelled. They replied "where sorry but you know we have to." They said. I replied "Ok i do know it's just... i'll miss my friend's and memories i had here." I said. the talk was over and i went to school. Of course... Everyone's talking about him. "Jomanga" I was stressed and grew tired of this man... I got over it and wen't to class. afterwards its now 3:00 pm... and i just left school and i saw a man... I said "Hello." HE TURNED AROUND AND SMILED LIKE HE WANTED TO RIP MY EYES OUT OF THERE SOCKETS I REALIZED... ITS HIM!!!!!! RUN I RAN FOR DEAR LIFE AND SAYING TO MYSELF NO NO PLEASE I DONT WANNA DIE NOOOOOOOOOO! I RAN AND KEPT RUNNING AND SUDDENLY BOOM...... I blacked out..... I woke up to a thump. And i saw him and suddenly i realized my atmosphere... I'm in a basement and he has a gun.. And i blacked out again... I woke up on the street... And. I got up and then he... Shot BUT I SWORE HE MISSED BUT... I felt a sudden extremely painful, pain in my right shoulder and my right lung and i couldn't breathe... I blacked out yet again. And i woke up in a hospital bed... I asked my mom. "unngg. M-- Mom? what. Happened?" I asked. She replied "You were shot by the murderer and... I wish we moved sooner!" she said upset. i asked "i can still live though right?...RIGHT?!?!... I panicked. She replied. "Umm... Thats the thing... No.. Sadly... The bullets contained a unknown toxin and they don't know what it is so.. You have this last day to live......" She broke into sob's.... I than had 1 last hour and.. Im telling you... if you see a man that had this description RUN NO MATTER WHAT RUN. OUT OF SHAPE? YOU SHOLD NOT CARE! JUST RUUUN!. And my last word's are... My name is... Brandon.... 