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I never really felt the need to ask permission to be alone. People just naturally stayed away from me. Of course, that's how I wanted it. Silence was the key, always, especially with the type of curse I had. But right now, leaving felt like the only option left.89
With a sigh, I grabbed my books and headed for the front desk. The lady behind the counter smiled genuinely and grabbed the stamp to mark my books.1011
"To much noise?" The over-sized woman asked.1213
I grinned and nodded. The loud kids that were sitting next to me made so much noise, it was beginning to be hard to believe they even went to my school. Who throws a party meet in a library, anyways?1415
"Here you go, sweetie." The librarian said, handing me my books.1617
I kept the fake smile on my face as I grabbed the books and headed for the door. Right before the cold, icy, fresh air hit my face, I heard a glimpse of something I'd been trying to block out.1819
"Freak." Someone said. No, thought is more like it.2021
I rushed out the building, desperate to get home and read. The whole walk there was entirely painful. Numerous names and foul language was thrown at me from every guy I'd seen, and what made it worse was that they didn't even have to say it aloud. It hurt; crazy how after all these years, it still did. Blocking people out had gotten more and more easier everyday, but there was always a slip sometimes. 2223
Back when I was seven, before when things use to be completely normal, I had gotten sick. Not just sick, but diseased. It was bad, and I was going to die. I only remember waking up from a two year concussion and my male doctor talking to me without his lips moving. I remember freaking out, scared that I had such a power, not being able to understand it. I remember crying every night, my father's thoughts surrounding me, knowing every secret he's ever kept from my beloved and caring mother. I remember when multiple rounds of adults telling me I was special, that I had the ability to read minds. Not just any minds; minds of a male. 2425
Of course, once I turned thirteen, I thought that was completely cool. That was until I found out the evilness and disturbing thoughts going on in a average boys head. I was told I couldn't tell anyone my secret, and every single day, it got worse. Not just for me, but for everyone around me. I was a freak, an outcast. I was the one that didn't fit in. The year I'd gotten out of middle school, I'd thought everything would be okay. Well, not okay, but just better. I was wrong, dead wrong. Junior at NYU, and still the most unwanted devil child on this forsaken planet. Sure, I must have it so easy.26
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That was great, I loved it, although you might want to change the color of the writing so we can read it without highlighting it. This is very interesting, I hope you continue
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