My one true goal in life is to become human. I have to believe in that goal to keep me from killing the monster I have become. This monster who I feel I don't truly know of yet can take control of me at random moments. In these moments I lash out and make life for those around me hell. When I was younger I was jumped and attacked by a tag team of blood thirsty mercenaries and ever since I've become the monster that I am. I would like to avenge them but, I don't have time for that. I'm trying to live a normal human life and as far as I've come of it, I'm proud of myself. The thing that sucks is that I don't feel fear or many other emotions anymore. My self conscious is a raceway of thoughts and my mind is a contraption that I can never let others use or see. Especially at school. School isn't all that bad though, but it could be worse. At least I don't turn to my blood lust during those times. I'm not even one hundred percent sure if I'm actually a monster or if I'm high. Whatever comes at me this year is gonna be one helluva ride.