Since the tyrant, the curse has been passed down from generation to generation til the year 2000. That’s when Justin was born, a beautiful baby with brown eyes like milk chocolate and hair a dark brown with highlights of red.
Growing up Justin lived a good life, his dad being a CEO of a software company and his mom is a teacher at a local school. It was 2016 when everything changed for him.
Justin was in the middle of practicing viola for his end of the year 9th grade concert, when his mom came into the room. “Justin I have big news for you!”, her face lit up as she was announcing the big news. “We’re movings!”, Justin perked up when he herd it and was flooded with emotions. Anger, sadness, and confusion. He turned to his mother and looked her in the eyes, “are we really?” Justin’s mother was so happy she couldn’t hear the despair in his voice. “We sure are, say your goodbyes and pack up. We need to be out in two weeks.” Justin’s mother left the room to go and pack up things around the house. Justin’s head was spinning, why does he have to move now out of any other time. Angry, he started to look around for stuff to pack up.
*knock knock*
“Justin wake up, don’t want to be late do you? This is going to be your last day of school.” Justin’s dad told him as he woke him up. The smell of pancakes was strong, and made Justin hungry, he looks out the window to his backyard taking it in. Walking down stairs the smell of pancakes became stronger, heading to the kitchen to some his dad passes by him to go off to work. “I saved two pancakes just for you!” Justin’s mom tells him as she puts them on a plate. The smell of a warm pancake makes Justin forget for a bit that they are moving. He takes a bite of the warm and sweet pancakes paired with a golden brown syrup. With a sigh of contentment he gets up and heads for school.
Walking up towards the bus stop, Justin dreads the moment that he has to tell his friends. At that moment he decides to walk instead, it was that bad of a walk after all. It would be nice to deley the inevitable, halfway to the school he passes a homeless man that seems familiar. As he walks passed he pulls out a dollar and gives it to the man, he continues to take a couple steps but the man begins to talk. “Thank you young man, you are very kind. Very pure too, reminds me of a girl I knew.” Turning around Justin doesn’t see the man anymore. ‘Weird’ he thought looking around he sees nothing but a keychain with a cat on it. Hesitates but decides to pick it up. It was a nice keychain, hand carved and it seemed to have a symbol on its head. “Might as well keep it just in case I see him again.” Justin said to himself.
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