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I tell you, I’m not crazy, I’m insane, there’s a difference. Firstly, I’ll start by telling you my name, how old I am and what I can do.
I am Sam Grimsly Dorman. Two days ago I had my fourteenth birthday.
As usual, I woke up to another heavy day at school. I always dreaded school. It was so dull and boring, a rinse and repeat kind of thing. All I ever seemed to do was get dressed, go to school and come straight back home.
That day was different. It was my birthday. That special, magical time when you reach another milestone in your life! Oh, the joys of growing up!
As I headed downstairs, for the expected cards, presents and my usual cheerio with milk scenario, I didn’t yet know what was going to happen at the end of it all.
I never had the usual things that other kids had, like an Xbox, or PS3. That was okay, because at least I had something, and my parents, ‘loved’ me.
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School that day was good. PE was never the best subject. Don’t get me wrong, I was good at it, but I got bored easily. Afterwards I had Math. I usually sat at the back, listening to my own thoughts which seemed so much more interesting that the nonsense coming from Mr Brian’s mouth.
Thankfully, school gave us recess in between the monotony of the working day. I usually just hung around with my, ‘friends’. I say that loosely, because I never felt equal, always separated from the crowd somehow.
Chemistry was always a blast! I would sit next to, Mr Popular, AKA, Toby, I love myself, Crow! I have to say, he was always my favourite idiot of the day!
Lunchtime was the treat of listening to kids my age talking about their new phones, and gadgets, which I would never have.
Now, double English wasn’t so bad, because I would sit and stare at Rayne Ellis. She was the coolest and most beautiful girl in the school. I would even go so far and dare to say she was my friend. She was the only individual who treated me as a human being. From the day we started school, she was the first person I sat next to and the one constant presence in my life after that.
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It would never change, but, on my special day, I changed and finally snapped. My inner demons, powers I never knew I had, surfaced.
I finally ran out of the house and grabbed two of my stepdads sickles, feeling the strength in the steel as I gripped them tightly. I made my way towards the woods, frenzied but free. The fun had only just begun. Every moment of anger, every thought of what I had done would now increase my telekinesis power and my hatred for human kind.
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By the way, his "tragic past" appears to be nothing more than a persecution complex. Wah wah waaaaaah.
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