Weirdly, through the window I could see John sitting doing nothing, staring out of the village. Shrugging, I just assumed he was devastated by the los... of his friends and family.I had a quick look through the pile of discarded weapons myself, taking out the few surviving arrows since they had metal heads unlike the stone arrow heads I was using. I noticed Janey following me not too far away but hiding her face from the bodies.Emily was no use at all, waving her hands and expecting me to find. Oh well.Despite being as big and strong as any of the guys on the school footballteam, I've always had a mild mannered, passive disposition. While likeany guy, a girls looks were the first thing to get my attention abouther, that never seemed to matter as much to me as her personality,especially not after that incident with my first girlfriend. It wasaround then that I started studying myself. It didn't take long for me torealize that the vast majority of my personality traits had beeninherited. When Doug entered the house he heard them arguing, so he turned around and left to sit on the front porch for a while. "When Matt stomped out of the house in a huff," Doug said, "I waylaid him and asked what the problem was. Matt's replies were not too polite so I laid into him about his attitude and the way he had been treating me. The up shot of the whole thing is, Matt heard me out then turned and went into the house and apologized to Michelle. You know he did not even offer an argument to. Yes he is. About everything." Okay Cindy," he continued, "Now you're in the same head space I am. There's no doubt I have a dark side, and that part of me has really enjoyed every second of pain and dominance I've given Amanda, and the pain I've given you. But, there's also no doubt that my good side, my protective side, has hated every second of it."Our first problem is the conflict we feel between the two. This conflict is what prevents us from completely enjoying the experiences, and it's.