Our love was like an eternal flame of equality and trust... The romance was like the smoke that disappears from the fire but reappears ever so quickly, it seems like it's everlasting, but it isn't really there... But now the fire is gone. Baby... Don't hurt me... Don't hurt me... No more. She laid still in the coffin, everything disappearing, her world fading into a realm of darkness. What she once knew and loved... Was completely gone. Forever. *70 years later* I didn't know what was wrong with me. When I was 5, I had beautiful golden curly locks up until I was 16. My hair turned a straight, dull black. I lost attention. My arms were full of blood, blood that I never knew would be there. Cuts, scrapes.... Scars. My days of pretty complexion was over. What strange was, after some family member died, my mom said she was 18, people started to say my family was cursed. Cursed... What's happening to me, has to involve her. --------------- This'll be... Interesting. I'm still continuing P R O M I S E S. This story won't get very far, but... Okay.