Just Average

Just Average

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I'm normal and that scares me. I'm not that perfect girl with just the right of curves. I'm not good at anything in particular. I'm just average. I don't want to be average. I want to find out what I'm good at; what interests me. But somehow I think I'm just going to end up living a normal, everyday life. I used to think I was good at technology. I always made fun of people who thought they were the shit just because they knew how to work their iPhone 5. I took programming and web design. But that just made me cocky. I thought I knew everything but ended up just like those shitty iPhone users. I took multiple writing classes. Surely I was the best writer in the school. Nope. Wrong again. I guess you could say this is the story of how I found myself. But really is just a story of my pathetic life and how one boy, one stupid boy, made me forget that I was average. He made me forget that I'll live a normal life he made me feel special, unique. He showed me what I loved most.
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He wasn't always like this... was he? Was it a specific moment that led to where we are today? Was I too blind to see through his façade? Was I blind enough to overlook his sociopathic, sadistic tendencies? No answers, I have no answers. But it doesn't matter anymore. Neither of us are the same people we once were. It's too late for him and I. We can't turn around from the grave sins we've committed. He's the monster I loved once but now, he's the spawn of Satan himself. I was once the girl he supposedly loved but now... I'm just an object of his torments. "You really think you'll be able to leave me?" The sinister look in his eyes keep me alert. "No," I answer truthfully as the blood dripping down my skirt. "You will keep me alive till my heart bleeds for you. Until you break me completely and that's when I'll take my last breath that takes me away from the man who created hell on earth for me; and that's when I'll leave you, forever."

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