Volcab #5

Forte: Being strong... is his strength!

Flout: These guys the definition of open disrespect

Discreet: Ya those will never attract attention...

Adverse: I wonder why he wouldn't like that?

Too bad

It wasn't until the paramedics removed his body after officially pronouncing him DOA that I mustered the strength to make a closer examination. I wanted to know what Billy's last moments were like; what he was seeing and thinking when he placed that noose over his little head and stepped off into oblivion.
I looked down.
Before me was a heap of books he'd arranged as a makeshift stool to stand atop and then kick aside, doing the deed and sealing his fate. I ran my hand along their spines, recognizing some but unable to recognize a couple towards the top. I removed them and brought them out of the closet and into the light:
• Dungeons & Dragons Third Edition Player's Handbook
• Dungeons and Dragons Third Edition Dungeon Master's Guide
I knew my Billy. I watched what he eat, how much he slept, which friends he played with, and everything else, trying to be the best parent I could and trying to make sure he was safe and happy. But I couldn't make heads or tails of what these books were and why he had them. So I did what any responsible parent would do: after a few days passed and I composed myself, I set out to learn as much as I could about Dungeons and why my Billy had chosen those books to kill himself with.
I visited the library. I spoke to other parents. I telephoned the chaplain at my husband's military base. And I fired up my internet. And I learned the awful truth: my Billy had fallen in with a cult.

My response: Blinded by sorrow this woman has put aside all matters to prove that the cause of her sons death was caused
by A GAME!!! Pathetic as it may seem... she has devoted her life to exterminating a game... because she found one of the
books that he used to stand upon to hang himself was a Dungeons and Dragons book. OoOooOoO. Lady... many people hang
themselves... but you are the only person who would think that the DnD caused your sons death. The book may have been
the tool to help him die, but it certainly did not influence his death.

I know not even proof of the real reason would change your thoughts about the game, but I have mine too. Disregareding my whole responce to an obnoxious opinion, I am sorry for your son's fality...

Book Review?!?!?!

Lord of the Flies

Companionship, hate, death, betrayal... all the elements to create a compelling adventure. A group of young boys crash on an uncharted island. Paradice strikes the boys when they realize there are no adults and a whole island to themselves.
As the boys stay on the island becomes a fight for survival, all hell breaks loose, tensions grow as betrayal and savageness. A true lesson in human behavior of humans left to themselves to derive a new civilization.
An excellent book, but you must have the patience and the understand a book that has more than whats on the surface.I recomend this book to teenagers looking for a message in life and in friendship.

A Vision of Self

I looked at myself in the beginning of September... in a mirror... in the water... I see a boy. I feel like I don't know him. 

But I feel him

I saw him... asking for attention... risking himself for stupid reasons... trying to fit...

I thought he wouldn't

Now I look into the mirror once again today. All that time past by, I see myself, truly.

I never thought I'd see him again

His poise... his interests... they've changed 

 He watches himself more then others

He focuses more on weaknesses then strengths

 He builds up... balancing himself

 He walks more then he runs

 Thinks through his actions 

 Its good to see him again