"Psychopath"
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Last published Sun, Aug 1, 2021
I smile every day. I have to. My mouth hurts from smiling. I don't know how normal people do it. It's annoying to watch everyone smile. Maybe I'm not okay, maybe it's them. I have to pretend to be a normal 17 year old boy. I have to be kind 24/7. Why do people try so hard to be good? Why do they want to help other people all the time? Isn't it better to take care of yourself and nobody else?...By the way, I'm Luke. It's not nice to meet you.
A note from the author: Hey! This is my first story in english and I'm sorry if there are any mistakes. It's something really different from the previous ones and I've been working on it for some time. I really hope you like it.
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