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... I'm stupid.
It's what I've learned. At least it's the message I've gotten from people.

... It's snapping.
It's what I know. From myself.

People break. People destroy. It's what I've seen.


I need to explain this. You see, I'm what people call a "prodigy". But, it just makes me feel I'm cursed. Since ever, I've been bullied, treated badly and brought down. But now... Now it's worse. People don't see me as a human being anymore. My parents either see me as the pinnacle of what man's mind can reach when they're talking about my grades and how I'm not doing any effort, and as the stupidest thing in existence when talking about clothes or me doing chores. My "friends" see me as a dumb irresponsible annoying shame of a human being who has anger problems and is really funny to get annoyed. Some of my classmates think of me as an A+ nerd who obsesses over every single grade, and others as an irresponsible slack-off and waste of space. Some see me as someone to insult, others as someone who isn't worth it.

As I said before, I'm not perfect; but my parents think I am.
See, I'm gifted at math, language, science, computer, logical thinking, and if I pick something up with interest I'll produce something awesome. My bad is my decoration skills, social skills, and the big one: responsibility and organization. This year, I decided to fix those last two, promising to myself to get better. Shame I chose the year we had 5 multiple big projects in the same three weeks and still had homework. And now my mom wants me to get 97+ in all classes or I will be busted. What's worse, I'm bad at learning at school. See, if you try to teach me something (or as I call it, force it into my mind)it won't work. However, if I'm enjoying myself or doing it of my own volition, I will never forget it. That's the reason I can explain quantum physics and space-time simultaneously, but get a dead-end on a simple math problem.

I know they don't respect me. I once built a monument out of stones. It didn't last a day.

And now it's getting worse. You see, I'm not a normal rager. Many people get angry, and rage, but I hold it to myself, and accumulate it. You can guess how this is gonna end. Over the years, I've held anger. From my favorite insect (he was like the closest pet I've had) being killed in front of me just to annoy me. From being insulted for holding my friend's hand. From having people pay a kid to get me out of the table (the violent way). And I burst. Let's just say they call that day " The Spanish Class Massacre". There where no deaths, of course, but there where pencil wounds and mental scarring. But it's begun building up again. I'm trying to get it under control. And all of the above started happening. My friends suddenly became very bad. They started poking. And then when they saw what happened, they grabbed picks. And started chiseling away. They're breaking walls. Walls I've built to stop this. Smashing apart my defenses. Making life harder. Outcasting me. Hurting me. Insulting me. Laughing at my short bursts of semi-controlled rage. But that's because they think it's uncontrolled. It isn't. When they broke the monument, I grabbed a small rock, and threw it at one that took three people to lift. And broke the big one with the small stone. I wasn't really that mad. Now they feared me, or so I thought. Within a few days it was laughing matter. I get worse. They're breaking me. It's coming. It's snapping. And I know it. And I am waiting for it.


Next part coming soon...
MHKMS.

Angel lets go, then turns towards Darnos and puts her hands on her hips.
"Regent's a she, not an it!"

Angel looks at Regent.

"You must be Darnos's daughter!"

Angel runs over to Regent and hugs her.

"Er..." Selina is a little confused by why Regent just sucked on Darnos' finger...