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The Diary of Odd

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FREAK. A word that usually refers to a person whose existence is very unnatural in this world. An overused term I commonly hear every single day of my life. Or it can simply define as me. Yes, I am a freak of nature. My whole being-from head to toe-is seemingly odd like my name. I am not overstating this but my name is literally Odd. I am Odd Steven, and here goes the infamous story of how I ended up looking down-slash-trying to kill myself in a 102-story skyscraper of Manhattan.

Warning: alot of spelling and grammar errors.

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FOREWORD
Wed, Sep 21, 2016

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FOREWORD
Wed, Sep 21, 2016

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