"Sticks and stones may break my bones, but words will never hurt me."
Hah! Funny joke.
See things are different when you're special.
I was made with different bones. Made of material no one has ever heard of. They call me Titanium bones. But I don't like that name.
I don't like any of the names people call me.
Weirdo, different, freak, abnormal, alien, deformed, monster, mistake, but least of all Titanium Bones.
Sticks and stones don't break my bones, but those words definitely hurt me.
I would rather it be sticks and stones. Even if I was normal.
Because the wounds from sticks and stones heal much faster than the damage made by words.
I wish everyone was mute and I could rub it in their face that they're Mute Mouths and they couldn't call me Titanium bones.
But that's not the case and as much as I want to hurt myself, I can't. It's physically impossible.
So I'm stuck here and I am Titanium Bones.
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Depressing One Shots
Ficción Generalthese are just a bunch of random one shots and a lot of them are really depressing so ya