Words, illustrations, and thoughts from urban youth.
Wednesday, October 1, 2008
Arnez
Im a worrior that was with boewulf when we was sent to kill grendal. At first i was kind of scard because the monster is way stronger then i ever would be and taller. So on our way there i thought it would be the last day i get to see.a Then when the monster can and all of us was drunk and singing i didnt care if we lived or died i was ready for anything. That one of the night that i wouldnt never forget because that monster was huge and i didnt think beowulf was going to kill him. At first I thought he was crazy because he started to take off his body armor and fighting without it i was like nigga you trippin you not going to be a match with that thing but i guess i was wrong because 20 min later the monster was trying to get out that jam. Then when that monster ran up out of there armless we never seen from it again but i wish we could have took some part in him running the monster away. Then the only thing that they know us for is sailing the sea to fight the monster he knowned for the rest of the things.
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