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I never knew that Everything would fall Through...
Male
24 years old
NEW YORK
United States
Last Login: 4/17/2006
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| Status: | Single | | Here for: | Friends | | Orientation: | Straight | | Body type: | 5' 11" / Athletic | | Ethnicity: | White / Caucasian | | Zodiac Sign: | Taurus | | Smoke / Drink: | Yes / Yes | | Children: | Undecided | | Education: | College graduate | | Occupation: | Lawyer. | | Income: | $150,000 to $250,000 |
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About me:
Chris Matthew Hall.
I was born and raised in a small town in California. It was just me, my brother and my two parents. Everything seemed to be alright. Of course me and my brother fought, but we got over it. Besides I had interests in other things. Such as Sports, Girls, and Career. And that was just Highschool. But that's where my story starts I guess. Remember when you were younger? You parents, friends, or an Older sibling would scare you with stories? Such as Ghosts, the Monster in your closet, or Vampires? Well I can tell you from experience that Vampires are Real. Weither you choose to believe my story or not...Well that's your decision. But I can tell you a story. A story that changed my life forever. I was in my Junior year of Highschool, my brother in his Sophmore. Everything seemed fine. I went for Football, Track, and baseball. My Brother did wrestling. Of course since I was older, I always drove us home from school everyday with the car my parents had gotten me for my birthday the previous year. My mom was a Stay at Home mom, since my father was a Big Business man. He tended to get home right before we did, and would leave that night after dinner. Me and my Brother Ryan, walked into our house. There wasn't the normal scent of something baking in the air. We couldn't hear my mother laughing, or heard some stupid soap channel on the television. Everything was Deadly Silent. At first it just creeped me and Ryan out a bit, but we didn't think much of it. But that all changed when we went upstairs. My mother was laying on the bed, in a pool of her own blood. My father, on the floor with the similar situation. They were bleeding from their Necks. Me and Ryan paniced, running to their sides. We tried reviving them, maybe they weren't totally gone yet. But...they were. And there was nothing neither of us could do about it. Everyone just thought some sort of new Killer was on the loose, and immediately went to our house. Why? We to this day never found out. Since I was 17, my brother 16. We were able to manage a small apartment, both working jobs just to get ourselves by. We finished highschool, but stayed together in that apartment. Even though it felt as if it was getting smaller and smaller each and every day.
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