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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