This one.. was written over a  year ago, how did it never get published?

Goth was a child that wasn't suppose to exist.

He was born by his parents hope and a rush of magic.

His... birth was quite unnatural.

He loved his parents very much, but he knew he didn't quite fit in.

His siblings were born naturally for Skeleton type monsters, but he was magic born.

They were mortal.

Goth was not.

Once he hit a certain age, he just stopped growing.

It hurt to see his baby siblings growing older, taller and more mature then himself.

And here he was stuck ten forever.

His emotions and mind seemed to jump between his true age of twenty and a child's.

An emotional Roller Coaster.

It made his feelings towards Palette Roller even more confusing.

Stuck just before puberty didn't help.

At least he could touch the other without slowly killing him, the only people Goth could touch safely were his parents and siblings.

Papa understood the self hatred at not being able to find someone he could touch, but Goth was unlikely to find his own true love he could touch due to the issue of no aging. Mama, didn't quite understand the issue, but Geno's mind seemed to ignore the fact his eldest was now the youngest.

Really mom?

Palette was also getting older, leaving him behind.

Leaving him to a lonely life, where the type of love he wanted was forever out of his reach.

He wondered how his life would go, never being considered 'old' enough for anything of importance.

In truth he could be considered a Death just like his papa and uncle Grim, but he wasn't be trained in that either.

Goth wondered if he would ever be 'old' enough?