Blog #2

There was one boy that everyone stayed away from. Had bright purple eyes, and long black hair (usually covering his face) Whenever anyone would approach him, he would yell out, "Stay away from me!" Even his own mother and father wouldn't get near him. He walks home, and wherever he walks, there are deep imprints in the ground. If someone would bump in to him, they would feel a pressure come on to them and they would start to have trouble walking, This was over with in around an hour when the person would be back to normal. The boys name was G, his parents decided his name needed to be no more then a letter. There was one boy who tried to be friends with G in school. The boy tried to shake G's hand... Nothing happened. It was a miracle! Usually whenever anyone would try to get near G something bad would happen, but this time, nothing! The boy introduced himself as Steve. Steve belonged to a very wealthy family. Steve and G became the best of friends, hanging out after school every day. One day they were playing in an ally, and a couple of men approached them. All of them looking rather "thuggish", one of them pulled out a knife. The man said, "I know you belong to a rich family." If I held you hostage I could rake in millions." he said as he licked his lips. "Hey boss! This isn't a good idea!" one of his underlings said. "whadda ya mean its not a good idea?! Its genius!" he responded. "But boss!.." "what is it?!" "Look at the other kid's eyes!" "Wha..?" G's eyes were gleaming purple, almost like a purple flame. with a single palm to the man's body, a huge gravitational pressure pushed upon him, bringing him to his hands and knees. G did the same to the other two, and told Steve that they should go. Steve asked G how he did that, G couldn't explain it to him. Steve accidentally got too close to G, and all of a sudden, he was dead, a bloody mass on the street. G went in to a uncontrollable rage as he realized the death of his one and only friend. the pressure called gravity pushed down on him, the pressure was too much, and G was dead.