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To Be Human
I'm not a cheerleader or a computer geek. I'm not a musical prodigy nor a an animal person. I don't like to read, I don't like to write. I don't watch TV, and I don't like video games. Extreme sports don't really seem appealing to me and neither does socializing. As you can see, I'm no ordinary kid.
I don't like much of anything. I guess I'm attractive, but I tone it down as much as possible, so I don't attract attention. I feel... all hollow inside, like an empty shell. I don't have any love or hate. I don't even have any ambitions; I'm like a robot, mindlessly acting as I am expected to and I don't like it. I want to feel compassion, jealousy, anger, or whatever it is that rouses people up these days. I want it so badly that maybe I need it. It's become my goal in life, to be human.
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