Grant's Revenge

Grant's Revenge

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Intelligence is not something everyone should crave. It's like putting an active rolling film in your head that never stops. What's running in their heads? Have you ever wonder? Their mind is working and running all the time. And commoners won't even appreciate their jokes most of the time. But Geniuses seldom crack a joke. For them, fun is something out of normal. Something normal people won't understand. I never get bored. I love fun and thrilling things. But I won't mind enjoying my solitude too. Having sex is one thing. Killing is another thing. Doxing is my hobby. Watching everyone is my pasttime. Hacking is my greatest feat. Who am I? I'm not sure. Some calls me the Famous Latina Girl. Others call me the Brain. Most people call me the Genius Kid. Some will say I'm the cursed child. While few call me Grant. Just Grant Silva. No, I'm either genius or crazy. Maybe neither of both. My father is a genius. My mother was a madwoman. Go figure out in which category I fall. Tell me. I want to know too.
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In life, one has to be Strong- you just have to. I grew up in a complete but imperfect household and was constantly pressured in my academics by my mother who sees nothing in my achievements but sees everything in my mistakes. A mere mediocre, in her words. Kahit siguro anong gawin ko at anong isakripisiyo ko, hangga't hindi ako ang nasa unahan at hindi ako ang pinakamataas, I will still be a failure. As the youngest in my family, I was forced to be strong. I had to be because I had no one else. That is before I met a man in a green shirt, frowning at my strawberry sandwich sticking on it, Kleo Zeke D'Achille. He wrapped me in his arms and my walls crumbled, my fears melted from his warm embrace and he shielded my fragile heart from the rocks that pierced through my shattered skin. For the first time in my entire life, I didn't need to be strong; I was cared for. But somehow, when I finally lowered my defenses and allowed myself to be vulnerable within the embrace of the man I loved, fate turned treacherous, thrusting me back into the prison I had once fled. Alone with the pieces of my heart. Alone in the cage I'm forced to be strong.

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