Journal #12:  There’s a woman in a hospital, screaming with agony as she is giving birth.  Her face is red with exhaustion and a man stands in the corner with a worried look on his face.  Worried that his son might die after birth.  A nurse takes out a new born child from the woman, but with no yell and no life.  A dead child.  The doctors take the child away as the parents break down in tears.  The doctors revive the child only to lose him again.  He revives once more, with his skin pale as Edward Collin’s and yet no cries that broke out of him.  A year passes and he is taken to get baptized at a local church.  There, he cried for the first time, with ferocity unmatched by any other child.  As the child grows, the parents can’t help but notice that he is rather unusual.  Constant nightmares, ghostly friends, surrounding himself with snakes instead of dogs, and his hatred for friendship.  Indeed, this child is very strange, but very smart and talented.  His passion for drawing led to a dark path as he began to draw horrific monsters.  The child is sent to one year of counseling, though they find nothing wrong with the boy.  He returns slightly changed by his counseling.  One day, the child is in his room, talking to one of his ghostly friends and he is over heard by the parents.  They break out into a great fight as the child sits in the corner of his room, crying and listening to the screams.  He cannot help but hear the discussion of divorce and the child snaps.  With his sadness turned into rage, he storms out of the room and yells at them to stop with such rage in his voice.  All the lights start to turn on and off and the parents stare at him with a look of fear, unaware that it wasn’t him turning off the lights.  It was the boy’s only friend in the world.  A dead girl, who saw something great within his soul.  After that event, the parents stop fighting for a while and the boy never saw that girl again.  To this day, he thinks of her.  Wondering if he’ll ever see her again.