“Trust no human” Is what my mother said before she died I remember it like it was yesterday. My mother died from humans. My father died from a disease from humans. Humans are a plague. All they create is death and war.
I was In my room...my prison. I lay on the stone cold floor. The humans open the gate as I walk outside. The halls outside my prison were cold on my paws as the humans put on my chain leash and walked. I saw rows and rows of dogs inside their own prison. Some all dog, some part machine and some...all machine. The humans walked me outside where dogs all around in my group called Alarcial which was a group training to be a patrol dog. Many dogs don’t make it this far. Many dogs get badly hurt and killed and turned into one of those machines… I have gotten badly injured many times because I was not a favorite among the other dogs. I was bullied, beaten and rejected. It was mainly because I got special treatment because I am part wolf. Each time I got injured the humans used their special medicine to heal me but they never separated me. Everyday we would wake up and train, sometimes by ourselves. I was trained to think like one of those machines, Happy equals bad, Exited equals bad, Fun equals bad.
One day our small group went into this medium sized room, the machine dogs were waiting for us there. The room was white and the floor reflected my face, I had black fur and golden eyes. I looked more like my mother. The floor had a smooth texture but was cold as stone. We line up in rows shoulder to shoulder. “You are here in this organization to put fear in people of this worthless city. People with no fear are people with no respect. We are here because human police are needed elsewhere. If you do not agree with our rules or defy our goals you will be permanently… removed.” The machine dog said with his rough robotic voice.
Depression, a nightmare I can’t escape from.
Depression a killer I can’t get free from.
I can never wake up from depression. It covers me, surrounds me.
It follows me.
I wait to be freed but depression never leaves. It’s a coffin full of sorrow.
A shadow waiting for sorrow.
It takes the innocent, it takes the free. I was just a little girl laughing, innocent and sweet. Depression made me a demon. It made me sad and dead. Whispering “They hate you” Inside my head. Depression, the killer of my dreams.
Depression the murderer of happiness.
The shadow of shadows.
Why take the innocent? Why take the free?
I cry every night.
They think i’m crazy.
The demons give me pills.. “They’ll help” They say. I take them over and over.
You can’t kill the demon, the shadow, the sadness.
A pill. A small object. Why can’t people help put a small pill can?
“It’s not that bad.” They say “I have it worse!” Does it matter? I still hurt. I still cry. Voices whisper in my head “They hate you, they hate you” over again and again The path i’m on might lead to death.
The feelings I have might hide but I still cry.
Why the sadness? Why the pain? Depression is this a game?
In school i’m ashamed of who you made me, a demon of sadness.
Just die already I hate you depression. You make me sad. You make me cry. I look at your shadow. Your black coffin.
I won’t surrender to your death. Your shadow is of death and darkness. I just want a shadow of life and happiness.
Let go of me. Leave me alone. For you’re the reason you lead me to go. You left me for dead. You killed my head. Now it’s time to kill you instead..
______________________________________________________________________________I hear laughter. I hear cries. In this place only few survive.
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I walked through graves. I walked through death. I followed a man. I was his shadow of death. He smelled of blood. He smelled of death. The shadow grew closer with every breath. The shadow killed him, for he had ate the dead. I ate his heart. I ate his head. For he was the one that ate the dead.
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I heard his screams. I hear the dead. I heard his voice when I ate his head. I ate his heart, I ate his wife. For he was cheating after taking my life. He deserved it. It’s his fault. Now I am the one that’s at fault?
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A lone wolf I seem. I lone wolf I be. I wander day and night. Waiting for the light.
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The night was cold. My breath shown . My soul dead. My tears froze. I lay upon my grave. The coffin froze covered in snow.
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Moon oh moon. Save me soon.
______________________________________________________________________________ In the dark. Everything gone.
The floor is cold. Just like your soul.
The dark is dead. Just like my head.
Why me. Why me.
The ghost inside tries to hide. But it can’t escape from the monster in you.
Let me die so I can be free. Let me go so I can dream.
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Alone. Gone. Abandoned.
My spirit weeps. I feel nothing.
I look into the fire.
My house burning to ashes.
I lay there. Letting the fire consume me.
Is it possible to change deer's picto ??
I saw people with specific pictos and im sure they made it .. somehow ...
Anyway ,.. i would like to know how
(Im fawn)
At one point I could feel nothing, I felt warmth and the faint thump of a heartbeat. It was all soothing... and than one day I felt a cold feeling, something I never felt before and slight discomfort was intense pain to me as I felt as if I was dropping off a cliff. I hit something... my muscles quivered as cold wind snapped at me and gripped my body... it felt like cold fingers dragged across my pelt. Than my eyes opened, and silence fell upon the area. It was already quiet in the beginning, but now it was a different kind. I could hear the floor crunch as my crimson eyes blinked as I tried to understand what was happening. You can't expect so much from me though, as I just came to the world. Cold puffs of smoky air erupted from my nostrils as exhaustion gently closed my eyes. When I awoke I was in the same spot as before, but there was a bustle of sounds. My coat was rock hard as it seems my mother hadn't even touched me... My limbs felt weak as my head still rested on the ground and I slowly stretched a limb. The sound died "I think it's awaking, I would have thought it would be dead by now.. it needs to die... shhhh" my red eyes blinked as I found the sliver of strength I could gather up and arose on trembling legs. My nostrils flared as I identified the milky warm scent of my mother.
Ears twitched as I took my fist few steps on unstable legs. I could see my mothers bold hazel eyes in the crowd as her ears twitched and she watched with a blank look. I managed to take a few more steps as the crowd of deer moved aside as I stumbled towards her. I did something... I must have but when I went to rest my head against her chest she backed away and I went head over heels and fell on the floor. I spat out the dirt and looked up at her, she looked disgusted and simply moved away a few steps. I arose, body trembling as the pain almost made me want to weep. I moved closer and she just moved farther.
I cant open my game now. We bought a new computer with my dad and i cant open the game here. When i open the game it's saying the endless forest is stoping the working please close. i need help!
Note: Before reading this, I would like to say that this story would have been better if I did not retrain all the details. I was inspired while listening to ambience sounds but I thought that some of the details about Kamaya's feelings would be...a little too much? I do not have any term for that.
Anyways, I know I am not really a good writer so please, be indulgent. Also, I often tend to edit my stories even after I posted them.
If you find any error in this story such as spelling errors or other, let me know.
i need help! 
