"It's all connected, it runs out, just like life."

KyorinrinGlemory. It been a year or so, it was like an expectation that was never suppose to happen but it did without your control. 03/31/2016, that was the last chance. Account punishment: Eteral death. Record:800 games, 500 days chat ban, 14 days suspension. It is also the last year of high school, two month left, grades: near failure. The end was like a rose, beauty to the eye but latched with thorn. It was a beautiful morning, but a depressing night. Toxic was all to describe me, auto locks, king of the game am I not? Trash talking, I am just better? The Boy who cried wolf, it came at the end? Yes, it did. It was never expected, all the taunting, all the all chat after getting ganked, believeing that jungler shouldn't exist. One versus One was all it was. No it was wrong. Many chances were given, 50 days chat ban, it was nothing but gun powder, 7 days ban, ok lets just troll on another account. Eternal death? Deep breath sigh It might not seem fair, but it is. Search for an answer, its true and shows no mercy. "Creator of my account, please give me another chance""."You arent welcomed here in this community" Am i going to beg, yes but in my heart only. A game is like life, rules are there and you can chose to follow or refuse. Warnings and chances comes with it, but it will run out. "I wish I have a second chance" "Should had stayed at the first chance" It was a moment of my life where I felt the hopeless world. What can I do? Who can help? It the end of something I realize. Skip a day of school, just a day. Skip 2 day of school, well let's just go tomorrow Skip a week of school, what to do, what to do. Chance to make up grades, no way its too late. "Earth have seven billion people, you can't worry about what other says" was a quote I follow to excuse my self, but it's only the end to realize, I am also that seven billion people. The account was like a blood vessle, connect all my life parts together. Nothing would had happen, if I was in school today, instead of typing 130 WPM, bragging how much I am better than them. The sentence are written for mine, yet I still have the second chance remain for life. I must not let that go, it's my last chance to fulfill what's told. A message to the first chance standers, it's how it is, you get how much they gave, and there won't be seconds. It might be stressful to be teased by those who shouldn't be but the game give you the best present ever. To mute is to legally commit a murder, to disable all chat is to erase the beings who you think you wouldn' like, wouldn't that be a good feature in life? Without all the distractions, without all the anger that flusing your mind, you might not drown. Don't argue with God, be the God, be the one to control, and not be controlled.

<Maybe time is a kind a cure, but it's also a kind of poison> -