I can’t be weak. I can’t lose. Not yet. Not now. This isn’t fair. Nothing has been fair. I need to fight for all the small things and all the big things and struggle so much while people are just handed their life. They just have things to begin with. And I am here alone with nothing, plotting to form something. Anything. Anything is better than this emptiness. Just a facade to show them that I exist and that they should be terrified and threatened by me.
But it’s so hard to keep on existing when you know.
When you saw it yourself. There was nothing to begin with.
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Fanfiction"Why does everyone keep saying that? How isn't it me when I did it? I thought it. With my own brain and did it," I shouted. " And I still can sense the thought, the thought of wanting to kill you." He just kindly looked back at me and said, "Then t...
