Shaun's Vessel Garth[Song of Inspiration: Goodbye Horses by Q Lazzarus]Young, tall boy screams out of his bedroom door. "You don't understand anything!" Slams door.He stomps into his room, pausing by his reflection in a tall mirror. He looks sad at first, then angry. "This is your fault. Why do you have to be such an ugly freak?" He stares at his reflection angrily, glaring at the gothic style of clothing, his large nose, eyes and ears. His hair is obviously dyed (a cheap black) and cut horribly. He's lanky and awkward. Black nails, tattered gothic clothing, cut marks on his arm. He looks around the room before spotting a small flip knife by the window. "'Fucking teach you.." He reaches the window, grabs the knife but spots something in the window before turning. He tilts his head, staring at the black mass quizzically before it shoots through the window and into his mouth. He drops the knife and stammers.The possession is complete and Shaun stands tall, much unlike the boy's average slouched position.