TheSkullStalker:
Born in a poor nasty place, where noone would want their child to be raised.
The smell of flesh burning in the air burns in the deepest part of your nose, The acid rain that stings your skin as it quickly kills the plant life around you. The sad sad sound of young children passing over to the next life.
I have made it into my 30's still holding on to life that barly enters into my lungs. I will continue to fight another day. I am tough, I am not weak, I will over come and defeat!!!
I am THESKULLSTALKER!!