a peek into the life of tree the panda: ok so my friends have weird nicknames for me. then again i am a weird person, and proud. the call me the following: Fizz, Tree (the panda), emo turtle (no i am not emo), emo panda, devil, killer, dealer. if you listen to the band get scared and know the song sarcasm by them you'd get the devil/killer/dealer reference. if you never listened to or heard of get scared i do not recommend it unless you are into alternative/hard core/metal music.

ok so to the story. yes i own it, and i am proud. i love to write, its one of my passions i really hope you enjoy it.

it's the night of devils eve. october 30th, the eve before halloween. A child was born, it is unusual to have a child born on this night. no one ever was, besides the devil himself. the kids father was dead before he was even born no one knew how he died, or if he was even ever alive. His father was born on devils eve, this child would grow up without his father physically there, but his fathers soul always intertwined with his. Maria, the childs mother chose to name him Daimion.

As Daimion grew up, going into pre-k and kindergarten was a struggle. He is destructive and abusive to his surroundings and peers. By the time Daimion turned seven, his mother couldn't do anything to help with his behavior. The only option Maria had left was to pull him out of school all together. She continued to home school him from then on.

Daimion is a freshman in high school, his mother enrolled him back into school, his destructive behavior became more controlled. now it is mostly sudden out bursts during school and phone calls home twice a week at the maximum. despite his behavior and how he acts, he is quite soft hearted. He has fallen for a girl who would never give him a time of day because of his out bursts of anger and rude behavior. sometimes when the girl is around, Daimion would act out on purpose hoping to seek her attention. now this school is huge, its grade level stretches from kindergarten to 12th grade. Daimion is a freshman and this girl an eighth grader. she seeks no pitty in him. Her name is evalin, she is a georgeous young girl, but very diffrent from the others. Despite how she holds her apperence, which is dark and gives off the wrong impression, her behavior is a total opposite from Daimion. her long dark brown hair and glicening hazel eyes sheilded by the hood on her sweat shirt. He just wants to tell her how he feels.

Daimion didnt know what to do, that night when he went home and almost ripped apart his wrists with the stunningly sharp blade of his knife, he met his father.