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Danny Ferrick

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About Me

I'm 16 years old, and I'm beginning to wonder if I'm human. I'm pretty sure that the people raising me are not my parents. When I started acting a little strange a few years ago, my dad skipped out. I'm pretty strong and immune to fire. I can see things more clearly than other people, and somehow I have control over shadows. I'm trying to control my anger, because things tend to get out of hand when I get mad. I'm still discovering who I am, and every day new things are unfolding.

My Interests

I'd like to meet:

Takeshi Miike, Bruce Campbell, Jackie Chan

My Blog

Depression.

People say that word all time, like it's something easy, like it's something you fall into and all you have to do is climb out of it. Mood swing. That's another term people use.  I heard a l...
Posted by on Mon, 18 Sep 2006 05:52:00 GMT

Crumpet

That woman lost her dog, I guess. She keeps walking up and down the street calling "Crumpet! Crumpet!"What kind of a name for a dog is Crumpet? That sounds like something shove into your mouth, lik...
Posted by on Mon, 11 Sep 2006 13:16:00 GMT

Sick, isn't it?

I saw that movie The Omen the other day, and it got me thinking about what has happened to me.I like going to the movies at night, early in the week, so there isn't a crowd. I go in there with my hoo...
Posted by on Tue, 05 Sep 2006 07:36:00 GMT

Who are you really?

I'm still worried about mom finding out about me beating on those three assholes. So far Squire hasn't said a thing about that night, but you never can tell with hobgoblins. I asked him what he was ...
Posted by on Mon, 28 Aug 2006 08:22:00 GMT

I've got two devils

Mom hasn't said a thing about that night with the assholes who tried to jump me in an alley, and it's been a couple of weeks, so I'm guessing that Squire kept quiet. He probably told Mr. Doyle, but M...
Posted by on Mon, 14 Aug 2006 13:22:00 GMT

Sorry for the delay

Hey.Sorry for the delay in telling the tale of my back-alley skirmish. Would've gotten back to this blog a little sooner, but I've been busy. Mr. Doyle had me and Eve checking into something. He keeps...
Posted by on Mon, 07 Aug 2006 13:33:00 GMT

Gotta chill

Mom's going to be so pissed. I went out last night. I don't know why I bother. I don't fit out there. I don't know where I fit.So I climbed down the wall. I've got my own climbing wall dug in the bric...
Posted by on Mon, 31 Jul 2006 13:32:00 GMT

King Kong kind of grows on you . . .

. . . if you look at him long enough. I've been standing here and staring at that poster mom put up in place of the mirror I broke for so long he's starting to look like me. I guess this is a moment o...
Posted by on Mon, 24 Jul 2006 13:30:00 GMT

Did you ever get the feeling that you were different?

Mom didn't say anything about the mirror. She just swept up the pieces like there was nothing wrong. Then she hung up a poster of King Kong. The new one, you know?I liked that movie. The way Kong woul...
Posted by on Mon, 17 Jul 2006 13:29:00 GMT

I broke a mirror today.

That's bad luck, isn't it?I was looking out the window. I do a lot of that. I could see this woman walking past, down on the street. She smelled like a fish market. It isn't normal, smelling a woman f...
Posted by on Mon, 10 Jul 2006 13:27:00 GMT