There once was a man and he was different from all the other kids. He spoke his first word before most and he learned to run before he could walk. In school, he got bullied for things that made no sense to him. He got hurt a lot but he would just end up smiling about it, but that made the bullies hurt him more. He didn't have many friends, and the ones he did have were only ones he didn't care much about, he was scared a lot. This man was scared of many things and people, he hid it though, he wanted to prevail that he was strong. he wanted everyone to know he was strong, but he couldn't be strong, he knew that from the very fact that he couldn't protect himself let alone the ones he loved, so he worked, he worked and worked till the point he couldn't move, and when he hit that point he kept on going. He wanted to prove to everyone that he could be strong, all that ran through his head was "WIN! GET STRONGER! FIGHT!" over and over until those positive thoughts caused voices to appear in his head and tell him: "you're never gonna get stronger, you'll never atone to anything no matter how hard you try! Just give up!" those thoughts would swarm his head until he broke. before he broke he was nice and kind, he was genuinely happy, but once he broke he was the polar opposite. over the summer of his 5th-grade year, many things began to happen to him, most weren't good, before long be began to see things on the darker side of things, he became depressed and filled with anger. he kept to himself over the summer, he didn't want people worried about him, but that didn't last long when he got back to school, the 6th grade. most people were the same but there were a lot more new people in the school, people that knew nothing about him. even in the sixth grade he still got bullied, this time worse. he tried to be strong, but he wasn't, he could never be strong, there was always something stopping him, something was always in his way to get to his end goal. The Man found a girl, they weren't dating but he felt like he liked her, maybe even loved her. he ignored this feeling for he didn't want to feel heartbroken once again. the year went on as he got worse, he became more depressed and more rage begin to fill up inside of him, but he never let out his depression and anger, he bottled it up inside and compressed it down only for more to pile on top of him. in 6th grade he didn't have many friends, and the ones he did have were just people that he talked to. the year was almost over and he had enough of his life, he got sick and tired of it that he just wanted it to end. so tried to kill himself with a rope, when that didn't work, he tried and tried again, until he realized he wasn't going to succeed. As the voices grew louder and he realized he wasn't good enough, he developed an alternate personality, his dark side, an evil side he only showed it when needed and god help anyone who he seeks out for he will not. He found a girl in the 7th grade, the one he had liked back in 6th they got together on the 15th of January, he didn't want that girl to see that side of him, for he was scared he would never have a chance with her. He put up an alternative personality, he put a mask on and was happy, but that was coming out every once and a while which began to frighten him. he fought it off for as long as he could but that didn't last long, eventually, he began to feel actual happiness for himself with his girlfriend. one year down the road and he and his girlfriend were trying they're best to make each other happy, but each day something new had to happen, something bad always accrued. his girlfriend broke her promise to him, and all that trust he had in her was washed away. now in 8th grade, he has friends, ones that he cares about and he knows cares back......but......they don't, for they do not know the real him, he knows the real him would get himself alone. this man is a soldier that will charge through anything that comes in his path, whether it be a man with a knife, or a girl messing with the one he loves, one way or another he will fight through it and deal with it himself. he is a man of few words but if he wants to speak his mind he will do so.
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The Man
Randomthis story is a story of me, let me know if you like it or not, this is basically my life