hmm...all my lifeI always wanted to be a assasin like a ninja or hit-man but it wasnt til 5 my dad introduced me to the samurai way to fight with honor and only when you have too and when that happens lay your life out for your opponent before you take his i got into so many fights in 4th-7th grade it was hectic many i'd come home with blood and sweat leaking from my wounds and poors it scared my mother to death and discraced my fathers honor my first fight was against a guy name takacha he was said to be the toughest guy in my school.......It was 5 it the morning i stepped out the car and slowly approached the school doors i had a funny feeling as if somethin bad was gonna happen but my friend Ichi and dai jus said i was probably hungry but they were wrong i walked in and unfolded my cloth rapped in books and layed them on my mat stacking them largest size to smallest i was a little eager to go to the bathroom so i walked out of class thinkin i could get back from the restroom before the teacher came in she always came to our class late there were several classes next to me with the doors open soo i walked aside the wall so the student could see me walkin in the hall with out a pass so i turned the corner near the hall and dai saw me she peeked up and her eyes widened and a loud gasp came out of her mouth followed by a "MOVE!!!, MOVE!!!, MOVE!!!" so i sorta neiled and began to walk on the palms of my feet so the teacher wouldnt hear me creepyin in the class room he turned his back and i i ran in hiding behind the folds of her mat i asked her to not ride home after school and walk with me a ichi we'll take the short cut she knodded her head and pushed me of her mat makeing a loud brissling noise so i rolled and slipped outta class i started hearing a loud laughter and footsteps i figured there were about 3 people because the footsteps were pitter battering un evenly with each other and it happen ta be takacha and his crew i knew he was up ta know good i walked silently tucking my head on my chest with my hands in my pocket thao bumped into me saying "hey watch it!!!" so i replied "my eyes i wide open its you whose not consetrating on his path" he turned around jerkin his head back and sliding on the back of his heels "WHAT!!!, Baka-(idiot or dumb)" takacha turned his head yellin forget him we'll show him what path we'll take after school. i smiled walked away into the bathroom it was dim and a faint moan was heard it was ichi beaten nearly sencless couldnt talk and the side of his head was covered in a gash of blood i turned my head and looked behind my shoulder sukoro kai was standing upon me i became sweaty and a bit jittery i was so in raged i pushed my teacher and walked slow then fast and began to run i entered dai class room and from that point everyone could feel the tention between me and takacha i walked fast towards him grabbed the matt that he was neiling on and dragged it towards me then grabed his legs straightening them and tucking them between my arm and my hip wrapped my legs around his thy and tore his nee cap and shin apart from eachother he screamed in pain which began to provoke the raged so i pushed his leg away and mounted gim and striked his face over and over and over again the blood the anger and the fear felt good until ichi and dai pulled me off i pushed ichi and hit dai and paused a seccond i stood there shaking and dai hit the ground i couldnt believe what i had done and ran too her "dai, dai" she held her cheek looking at me like she didnt even see ME so i looked at my hand and clenched both together putting my head down and slowly walked away a group of teachers saw me " what the hells goin on", i swung hitting the teacher "fuuuuuucccccckkkkkkkkkk!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" i dunno what else ta say i guess thats all i could say in anger i was expelled from school and was haveing trouble getting in any other schools in japan so my mother and i moved to america i never say dai or ichi after that, and what hurt me the most was that the last thing she remembers of me was violence. that day yeasss i won but lost my friend my pride and the friendship of dai and ichi my friends i knew and dearly loved my father left my mother because he felt he was teaching me to be violent i guess one small thing that starts in you can end in a big problem that effects every one around you who cares.
The name Ronin Xien and thats my story
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