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This story is what happend to me a year ago.

       365 days ago I let my rage take control. I called it a demon named Skott.It was that sadistic part of me who liked to hurt people. My friends, my family.

                 I rolled my eyes into the back of my head feeling my body lose control my rage took over. I spoke in a scarey voice unknown to me. I chassed Tom as he ran. He made me mad with everything he had. Attacking me and running away. My girl friend laughed as I chased him. SHe thought she could control me. I was not her pupet. I hated anything to do with Tom and I still do.

           Running around the playground in a swet. I continued my pursuit."Skott, I didn't mean it" he pleaded. I didn't hear him. I continued on catching him buy the back of his shirt he fell. I stomped on his chest and regained control. My friends not knowning anything about me stared on. I told them about the demon"skott". They lisitened and belived me.

                Months later Tom stole my girlfriend and Life went on.