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I have always been an outsider, never someone who would really socialize a lot with people around me. I always liked it more to be alone than to be in others' company as I never knew what to talk about as all my hobbies were so different than everyone else's and I never really did fit into society. Like any other being, I had my good and my bad days. On the good day's everything seemed to be different than usual. I was coping with people around me and did not mind them there and would even have a conversation with them for a little while. Then, well, there were the bad days, the days where I wished I were alone in the world with no one near me for miles and miles. Those days are always happening when there is a moment of self-doubt inside of me, a moment of weakness. How can one be weak when you are a person that prefers to be alone and not around others, you may ask yourself? Well, let us get into that. I have always lived in a small bachelor's flat; I always thought it was the owners that were talking about me as I could always hear someone, or something talk as clearly as you and me in a conversation. However, this would always be at a time when there was no noise in the background to muffle out the voices. This always happened right before I fell asleep, hence the reason I moved out into my new place that was self-standing and not near any other people to avoid the possible repeat of what happened. Everything went well for a couple of months as I was in a good space, physically and mentally, yet all of this was about to change and not for the better...
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