Prologue
I'm a sick and non-chalant mammal. A regular victim of ridicule and bully from Victor and co, aka the vi kings.
The name's Edward Hanson and calm is the game. A nerd since grade three, stalked and befriended by a fellow nerd, apparently the only friend I had. Not surprised, no one was interested in me. I was just a normal guy in school, known for nothing else except plain balderdash.
I even suffered from agoraphobia!!
Just to be clear, that is the fear for being in public places with too many people.
I live in Norwich, England, an origin of Oxford and the owner of the cutest diary you could find for a guy.
School is not my only point of rejection. Infact, home is a little plain worse, with my elder brother there; Alfred. He does not mind he is older than I am with two whole bloody years. The nineteen year old just keeps up the work of Victor at home for me, or worse.
And dad? Well I may not have much of a problem with him because he literally says nothing to me except, "Go get the door you pipsqueak."
"Make me coffee you scumbag!"
"Get my mails idiot," or "Feed that twin of yours." That's the dog.
Mom is the best at home because at least, she still fakes a smile at me when I wake up.
Why does everyone hate me?! Even family.
I even have a regular detention at home, aka get grounded, whenever mom makes it up to my room and finds it messed up.
However, at a point like this, I'm not depressed. Turns out I'm now used to being ignored. If only everything was done my way. I was not even excellent in school!
To be general, I'm a total failure in everything. Sneak my way through failure and leave my mates awed.
Enough talk about about my awesomeness.
Let's get to my life.
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THE MUSE GANG
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