• i lay at my bedside with my katana in my right hand as i listen to my mother and father fight and argue.i began to cry slightley as i ran my self through with my sword i cry out a blood curdling scream that even the devil could not commit to a soul and as my eyes dialated from the pain and loss of blood.i fall on my side dead still bleeding vigouriosley.and as i saw heaven i fell in the deaps of hell.