Why does love always feel like a battlefeild.. [size=150]Jasper Harry Reid xXx''Hey, My name is Jasper Harry Reid; I'm from the South and have come here to help my brother out- He lost his girfreind to the wars so I came over to help pick up the peices of his broken heart. I've never been in Love but I know what serious loss feels like- I have had my heart shatterd ruthlessly- So I dont think it will ever love again. I think of Niome everyday- she was my sister, my baby sister.. I let her down...
I am 18 years old mam' I live alone and work alone. My place in this war is a hired killed- I don't just go and fight; I have chosen targets. I'm a very skilled fighter, one of the best in todays war. I am given a name and a picture and I go off and kill the girl- They have hired killers because some girls are so leathal its good that we have to amke sure they die. And thats what I do. The funny thing is I was brought up by the principles of a southen gentalman. I was brought up in the rules, respect the females and never hit a woman. My parents would be ashamed if they were not dead. I would be dead too if it wasn't for Niome...
I should start at the beggining... When I was a little boy I lived in Texas with my mama and Papa. I had a little sister called Niome; I loved her with everythingn me- I loved everything about her. When she was born I made a promise- as her brother to always protect her and keep her safe..And I did. I provided for the family I hunted meat and worked the farmland- I wasa good boy always doing what I was told. I never cussed or rebeled. I was the perfect son.It seemed God was jelous... He sent war to our land. War between Male and Female... As a family; me- Niome Papa and Mama, all decided to commit suicide because we didn't wan't to turn against each other....
We decided to hang. On the 12th of Novemeber at 4.09 am we pulled our ropes staring in each others eyes. When I pulled my rope I relised it had been cut. My sister hung from the nouse smiling at me. I quickly ranto her and held her up so she could breath. She continuedto smile- she was scaring me. Then she told me something I wont forget. Something that spurs me on and keeps me going. Niome is still my angel- but now shes attualy where she belongs.
''I cut your rope Jasper, It wasn't time for you to die. Live, for yourself and me- I'll be watching you'' Tears ran down her ple face and onto her dress. She was so beautiful. I didn't notice her hands behind her back till her eyes became wide and unlife like. She had stabbed herself in her back with my dagger. (the one I keep in my boot) I sat there for 3 days watching over my little sister. I love her I always will. Niome would be ashamed of me; she would hate me!
I am NOT in love, my heart will never beat right after Niomes death, and my parents. I would never want to lead this war- I only kill because I protect my brothers. The women are killing us so I have to attack back.
Hey, Well if my old freinds were to describe me they would say something like...
''Anoying, Loud, Cuddly, Stupid, Crazy, Smiley and unique.'' I am all these things but I'm a diffrent person underneath. You see i have my layers. To outsiders I am cold and resurved, I am threatning and a whole difffrent character. To my freinds I am bubbly- I am the loveable person that gives hugs and smiles. To my family- which is now gone I was hard working and loyal and emotional. Too myself am broken and Lost.... most of the time... I am full off biterness and hate, my body bleeds inside not out.
I have sandy blonde hair with the ocasional brown streak, it is the most annoying thing EVER! Trying to tame it is mission impossible, I mean its just the funniest thing alive. When i was 12 I shaved itall off because it was annoying me so much...My eyes are a very light green and have tines of orange. Mama used to call em' tropical eyes-I just call em green.. I have so many scars and wounds that sometime my skin is purple and red... The weirdest thing aboutme is my birthmark; I have a birthmark the shape of a heart on my left cheek....