The Boy Who Knew Everything

The Boy Who Knew Everything

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Being smart, quick-witted, intelligent, shrewd, clever, genius, etc. is hard. Being more then that, is harder. I lied in my bed as the perpetual flow of information overwhelmed me and I prepared to go unconscious. It seems impossible to know everything since even your brain has a circumscription. But aside from that you would be what people called, a "social freak". For the sake of you and and the person writing this, I will suppress my intelligence and "dumb it down" as they say. So you might ask "How does it feel like to know everything?" Well I can't possibly answer that question because.....well, I don't know everything. The fact of that is impossible, nonviable, absolute preposterousness. As far as my knowledge informs me, I am just a figure used in the universe to give vast amounts of ideas to. The problem with that is the universe "accidentally" made me discover how. You might be in absolute confusion right now but what's life without some confusion? The process of knowing has deprived me of my boyish innocence, my right to be vacuous, bovine, doltish or "dumb". It was painfully time-consuming, the process, seemingly to savor every moment I suffered from each intimate revelation in my brain. Maybe I'm exaggerating, maybe I'm not. But bear with me because this roller coaster ride does not end soon.
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"You rejected me!! Not the other way around!!" I yelled at him, tears streaming down my face. "I know." He says, he head hangs low. "And I'm sorry. I should never have rejected you." He went to take my hands into his but I turned away from him. Tears were still going down my face. How could he, after all this time, have the nerve to come here. He knew that he had hurt me. Now he is sorry and wants me back? No. "Please. Believe me. I messed up big time! I didn't know what I had until it was gone!" He said. I heard every word. They cut through the wall of my heart and placed themselves on it . It hurt. But what he did to me had hurt even more. "That's right. You screwed up. Consider me lost." I said. Then I walked away.

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