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Ok, I'm going to tell you a story. It's a story about my life, really, but it may seem batshit insane. Well, that would be because it is, angel faces. 4laugh

Anyways, so, I have to go fishing to provide for my family daily. Nothing new really except that these girls are fishing in my family's spot. We started to have an argument that got heated before one of the girls pulled her two older sisters away from the fight and excused themselves. I thanked her and said they could keep the fish they had caught.

I thought that it was the end, that that was that. Well, it turns out that their mother runs a martial arts school... My three favourite cousins, my fiance, and my younger brother were in the local juice bar when the sisters, now backed up by their six younger sisters (Aiya, somebody tell these parents to stop breeding), came in. The two oldest ones, which had had the problem with us earlier, started picking on my brother and that's when things got nasty. I threw my bowl of stew in one of the girl's faces as I leaped over the table and tackled the other girl. I knew my cousins could handle themselves, but I told my brother to go and get Mamana, who was our neighbor that watched us while our parents went to work in the fields.

I was punched in the head and knocked off of the girl with a kick to the side. I held up my arms in a boxers' defensive position as they hit me from the left and right relentlessly. When I finally gained my vision back, I saw that one of the girls had a blade in her hand and was behind my oldest cousin. I sweep kicked the girl to my left, raised my leg so that it hit the other girl in the face, then I ran to block the blade from my cousin. It didn't work the way I had planned at all. I ended up with the black just below my heart. Everything stopped then. Everyone looked at me as I stared that the blade in my chest then I tried to breath and all that came out was a hoarse cough that ended with me vomiting blood on the floor. The girls left, and at a good time too, because the owner of the bar had called the local authorities and a rescue team. It didn't start hurting until they took the blade out.

The worse part, at least to me, was seeing all of my family so heartbroken. They thought that I was going to die. I believe that I did die, or I went into a coma.

I was in a parking lot in America, which was weird. What was weirder was that I was being chased by a drug dealer and he seemed to know me. It wasn't in an aggressive way, but in the 'Wait a minute, I need to talk to you' kind of way. I didn't know what he wanted and I wanted to keep it that way. Well, it turned out that this guy was a friend of a friend and when my friend said hey to him, he said hi back then left with a smile. I didn't like that smile, or the looked in his eye, but what could I do?

Anyways, so I went to the basement of my friend's house where he had all these dogs that he was taking care of until his dog store was being finished. The thing was, these dogs were all purebreeds, so they were worth a lot of money, so the entrance to the basement was hidden. I stayed down there awhile and played with his pups, which were all cute as a button. There was a doorbell chime, so I told him that I would get it. It was hard to keep the dogs in the secret opening but whoever wanted in, blasted the door open with a shotgun. In walked in that guy from before and he saw me closing the basement's secret door. He had two very big goons with him and I didn't think I had a chance.

It was me against three big guys with guns and I was unarmed. I needed help, but I didn't have a phone on me nor a weapon. The man with the shotgun said open the basement door and that's when I had an idea. The adult dogs all had puppies at the moment, of course varying in age, and they had been trained to attack intruders with a single key word. I told the guy sure, acting as scared as I could without smiling, then let the dogs out (Don't make a stupid joke about that song). The dogs came out, then went to the guys, sniffing in wonder. This momentary distraction let me get a weapon from my friend in the basement, a wooden bat, before I said 'grapefruit'. As soon as I did, everything went to hell in a hand basket. The dogs instantly attacked the men and they were so surprised that one guy even got bitten in the groin! The ring leader however saw me coming at him with the bat and raised his gun, getting off three shots to my chest before the dogs took him down.

I was dying, I could tell. Everything was staring to get blurry and the pain in my chest was starting to go numb. I heard voices around me, some distant and others really close, but they were muffled. I hung on as best as I could...

And then I woke up.

Had you going there, didn't I~? Don't worry, angel faces, I'm alive and well dispite my terrible dream~. Oh, but being stabbed was real, just not in the chest x3 Anyways, this is Altair, signing off~