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How to be a Sociopath (Editing)

How to be a Sociopath (Editing)

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Ever since I could remember I went through life like I was watching a movie, I could see what everyone else was doing and how they felt and sometimes I'd get moved or inspired by something but that feeling always fades and I always end up in the same bottomless pits of nothingless, everyone thinks I'm weird if not a little awkward but overall I was normal. But now after seeing my own best friend hanging from the ceiling fan of her room and having that feeling fade away in less than a day, I'm confused, not worried, not scared, but confused. A story of Chris Evans, a 15 year old boy who has a self-diagnosis of Antisocial Personality Disorder and how he tries to play the part he is given.
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