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Post by crow on Feb 27, 2010 15:37:21 GMT
  Caleb couldn't understand why he had feelings at times that weren't of his kind; even if he was raised by humans up until the age of fifteen. Caleb was raised by an adopted mother named Astoria Hemming but no father. She was a sweet lady that never ceased to amaze Caleb. You see, the hybrid boy wasn't the easiest to raise, with his attitude and rebellious ways. But Caleb couldn't help but love her, actually he had no choice, he was forced to grow up with this lady.
There he stood on her grave, staring at her tombstone. She had only died about a year ago, by then, Caleb was already falling into his role as the magical being that he was meant to be. His adopted had died from cancer, this was one of the things that Caleb despised about humans. Why did they have to have these sicknesses that his kind didn't have to?
Caleb had a black rose in his left hand, he looked at the tombstone and then at his rose and placed it on her grave. A tear then formed in his right eye and slid from his eyes all the way down to his chin. With one swift swipe of the palm, Caleb wiped the tear from his eye. He hated these feelings, he hated feeling these human emotions. "Why did they give me up to humans!? I don't want these emotions, why couldn't they have just raised me to be like them?" Caleb asked to himself referring to his real parents.
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