DANGER: HUMANITY UNDETERMINED

They adored me for some of my more favorable qualities: Fierce, Driven, Determined. For us that was the standard of normal.
Normal? Who the hell wants that? Normal is boing, dull.
What they weren't counting on (which are my personal favorites) was my defiance and severe lack of respect for authority. I wasn't counting on those traits to save my life or others.
They called me monster.
They said I was dangerous.
They said I couldn't be controlled.
Were they right? Well, dear readers, I'll let you be the judge of that.
Don't judge a book by its cover, right?