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He was just another kid. Not cool, not good looking, not smart, not atheletic. There was nothing special about him.
He had a typical life. His parents were abusuive, they didn't love him like they should. His mother was pregant before she was married. She was 16 and wasn't ready to take care of a child. She was a big time smoker, it relieved her stress but it also poisinsed her child. His father was very stern and did most of the pysical abuse, his mother did the mental abuse.
He tries to please people who he thinks are better than him, and that means everyone. He can never make anyone proud, no matter how hard he tries. He is so nice though. He trys to be helpful but he gets in the way, he tries to be nice but no one cares, he tries to love but no one loves him back. He think he's worthless because everyone says he is. He hasn't done wrong to anyone though, but they all hate him because he's a good person. He's so young and innocent, he doesn't deserve to feel the way people make him feel.
He goes to school knowing no one cares, that no one will bother to say hi to him. It's funny how people will hate you just because your different or believe differently than them. He is failing in his grades even though he is trying his best. Because of the smoke and nicotine in the ciggerettes his mother smoked when she was pregnant with him, he has learning issues and to top that off he has ADD. It's not his fault, bad parents are the product of hurt children.
The boys at school are cruel to him because they are better at athletics and acedemics than him. He is a bit feminine so people underestimate him. He lets people do whatever they want to him because he is too scared or too weak to stop them. People take advantage of him all the time.
He feel so lonely becuase he has no friends. I guess sometimes life turnes out like that for some people. Some are born unlucky and there is nothing they can do about it.
He crys, he crys over little things but he keeps the serious pain all tucked up inside. He smiles even though he's dieing on the inside. He is always smiling and happy even though his life is falling apart.
What do I think? He's beautiful but no one will ever love him.




Is it right to hate someone just because everyone else does? Or you hate them because they are different, or special to someone else, or because they annoy you? And is it right to pretend to hate someone?

No.