Finn was a smart kid.
He can read people. At a young age, he already knew what was going on inside their heads. Their body language said more than enough. He could tell the times when others were mad at him, fooling him around, treating him out of spite, but he didn't budge. He was quiet. He liked the silence of his thoughts. He liked to control them in his thoughts.
He liked to think that all of this was short-lived that's why he didn't bother reacting. He didn't confront them, never hated them. He always remained quiet amidst of the chaos. Nothing changed, but he's already used to this.
Finn was a smart kid;
but he's a sad story.
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Drowning Memoirs of Finn
Short StoryFin is a word from Italian and Spanish language that means "The End" or "Finish". In Finn's mind, this must be the meaning of his life ever since he was born.
