Power 35
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Last published Thu, Sep 23, 2021
They go by many names. The cream of the crop. The best of the best. The top of all classes. The special section.
The Power 35.
All of them almost seem perfect. With their flawless faces and grades, people won't hesitate the ground they walk on. Well, almost.
Behind all that façade, hides a monster. A monster in a mask. A monster just waiting for the right time to strike.
Many people want to be in that class, and I'll never understand why. Maybe it's because they were fooled by their lies. I was once too.
But now, I'm part of them. I know their lies and their pain. I know what they hide deep inside those perfect bodies. And I know how to play their games.
I was a fool to believe they were flawless. It was all a disguise to hide their scars. And I...
I wear the same mask they put on. The mask that makes me belong. Belong to a class of clowns and posers.
The class that goes by many names. The cream of the crop. The top of all classes. The special section.
The Power 35.
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