Journal Entry #517
I keep having dreams about the day started hating me. It wasn't my fault I had a genetic mutation. It's not like I had asked for it. It's not fair. It's not fair! IT'S NOT FAIR! My friends abandoned me. My dad disowned me. Everyone left me. I guess I always knew this would happen...but not like this.
I was infected and was prepared to change into a robot. Of course, I couldn't let my last moments as a human be on land. I took my surfboard and chased after the waves. When I accidentally slipped, I hurt my ankle and could t swim up. I was prepared to die. In fact, I wanted to. I could die in the place j loved the most.
After waiting awhile for death to come, I noticed something. I could breath underwater. That was new. I was never able to do that before. That's when my life started falling apart.
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