age: (doesn't really matter) 14
skype name: (could sway the odds) il fantasma
IGN: downfallSA
how much time you are on your computer: as much as the next guy i guess, about two or three hours or so.
some of your work: (paragraph you wrote) : they knew it was wrong. any man that performed this act would know that it was wrong. but they did it anyways. why? if it meant saving their own mothers life, they were willing. they followed the hunched over man to the center of the graveyard, where he bent low, casting his lantern over the grave of their dead mother. "this is the spot...." the hunched man rasped. "bring me the incense". one of the men pulled a overlooked bag from underneath his belt, and tossed it to the old man. "very good.... now, stand back." all the men took a step back. "your going to need to be further away than that, trust me"... they took several more steps backwards, with a slightly annoyed look in their eyes. then, the old man rubbed the incense between his fingers, and sprinkled on the basin of the rugged grave. then the old darted as fast as he could across the graveyard, surprising the young men, and was out of site in seconds, as if an explosion was about to happen. then, in a blinding flash of light, the men's mother appeared before them. but something was wrong. her skin was a faded green, here eyes hollow, and her hair transparent. the youngest brother, ignoring these new physical attributes, stepped up to hug his mother. he didn't even have time to process the bite wound in his neck before he died of shock.
