After that day I trained and trained. I wanted revenge, it was driving my crazy. Nine years had passed and I was fourteen. I started getting less and less sleep the more I kept training. I got a side job working at some fast food place to make a income for the time being.
My apartment was small and the person I shared it with sucked. He never shut up and did nothing to help to keep the place in shape. I had stolen someone's ID who looked similar to me so I was able to do a lot more and head to more places.
It felt like forever. Years had passed by since that day. Eventually I cut my hair shorter so it wouldn't get in the way. After those years I had created the plan to get my revenge, the guy I was living with thought I was crazy. But after training for all those years I felt it was time to execute my plan.
Society thought of me as crazy, but I felt great while preparing for my plan.
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Penguins.
AdventureA joke story I made about how penguins murdered my family. This story was old, and the writing is absolutely garbage. I've discontinued it, but feel free to read it
