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My dad says there aren't many people like us, daughter. We can turn off and on our anger whenever we like. We bottle our anger up and use it on whoever we like. We can sit down next to someone and be perfectly comfortable sitting in complete silence forever. We could live by ourself's and not get lonely, people might call us an unemotional zombie because we can hide our true emotions. We were raised with pain, we have matured of pain...not age. We know how to turn it off like a switch, and then turn it back on when talking to the same person. We can kill someone and still sleep gracefully, we can watch the cruelest of things and not cry. Happiness is annoying to us, my dear. Watch out for the people closest they are the ones that crack a border against your heart. We like to be mean, people call us satan because we laugh in the face of death. We aren't afraid of death, but we won't walk towards it willingly. Someone dies, and we just it off. We feel everything more deeply because we feel other people's pain as well. But the pain from younger keeps us from crying because it cut deeper than any other wound from the future. We are unique my child, don't ever forget that, and don't ever doubt yourself. Doubt leads to death, and we don't ever walk towards it. But don't fear it my beautiful daughter for you will still live within each person you knew.
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