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I was a dumb kid.

I never talked in front of people apart from a select few. Of course, they didn't know why. I didn't know why either. I guess it had something to do with anxiety or whatever, but the thing is, most of the time, I was pretty laid back. 

Well... Apart from the inevitability of that one kid deciding to fuck with me all the time. Every day. For years. Since 5th grade. 

Gerard was the kind of person to shove you in a locker un-ironically and leave you there until someone found you overheating and about to pass out. 

He was the kind of person to push you down the stairs, just to pretend he didn't do anything and call the ambulance when you tried to pick up your bag, until you dropped the bag and realised that you had just gotten your wrist broken by that douche. 

He was also the kind of kid that would suck up to everyone apart from you so that you got into trouble instead of him... which also happened frequently.

In short... Gerard Way was a grade A asshole. 

And I was the one who's life he chose to make a living hell.


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