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Which word comes to mind of people when they think of humans?

Answer is Humanity.

Humanity is nothing but the ethics and ideals a human should follow. And most humans rather I should say every human confuse it with virtues like

kindness and Compassion.

This itself tells us how big a lie this human world is. I laugh when i think about the contradiction showed by Humans.

They are a result of billions of years of struggle and evolution during which they kicked other species asses and evolved into supremacy. And now they think humans are kind and compassionate, nah, they are just fools to begin with. Humans are the darkest,cruelest and most selfish creatures alive. If I ever told anyone my thoughts they will think of me as a satan.

Humans from the second they are touched by this corrupt world ,they are engulfed by the eternal darkness of this world. Humans are born to deceive others. Humans deceive everyone around them and even themselves.

That's the reason they have a different personality around their family, their friends and they're totally different when they are alone.

Its just like being a human is just a curse we have to bear to be purged.

I am too a human, not take too pride in that, but I have lost the identity of being a human a long time ago. Maybe 4 to 5 years ago. I still remember that time like it just happened yesterday, the day when I lost my sanity.

I am Alex , a man who was on a hiatus from going to school for 3 years. Self dependent man, who earns money by working as a bartender.

5'7 inch tall and black hair uptill my nose.

Under the cherry trees I am going to high school as a scholar.

"Hey! Hey!"

Who's that moron shouting like he is calling me;

"Yes you,Yes you"

Fuck him, he is really calling me.

"Yeah what do you want"

"Hey I am Mac Histen, for a moment I  thought you were deaf, haha, I am such a funny guy, so tell me your name weirdo!"

I think today's one of the worst day of my life. And who is he calling weird did I have a mirror in front of myself.

A tall 5'8 inch man with blonde messy hair, smiling like a untamed demon.

"Hhh, I am Alex Jones,"

"So by any chance Alex, are you in same class as mine:

God give him a rope to hang himself

If I am standing in front of the classroom its obvious that I am a part of it.

"Yes"

I got myself freed from stupid Mac soon enough and as a loner should do I took a seat at the window.

I am a normal teen ,16 years old, as far people are concerned but they don't know a bit about my thoughts. I have no interest in making friends for humans disgust me. If I ever got the chance to ask a wish, I would wish to kill all humans.

I was looking around my class when I found a familiar face of a man. His name was Ren Anderson.

His deep brown eyes , his brownish black hair,

a smirk on his face and the habit of knocking the ground with his foot; He has not changed even a little bit just his height has increased, still he looks to me 5'6 shorter than me though and his square cut face let me hate him more.

He was the main character in my story which changed me to who I am now and I am forever indebted to him for that, for showing me how corrupt humans are.

I remember I was roughly thirteen when I met Ren. He was a cool guy ;this is what 13 year old me thought. He was the son of a rich man and was given to show off so much , that he was hated by nearly everyone except me.

As I remember he had a crush on one of the most popular girl in our class, I think Onodera was her name. At 13 I was given myself completely to fiction fantasies, love stories and other shits.

I started to feel like vomiting and making weird noises in the class now thinking about me in the past, and everyone around started to stare at me so intensely that I couldn't help but to lower my head, honestly I don't care about what anyone thinks about me as long as it doesn't create problems for me.

Back to story; Being so much given to fiction I agreed to help Ren in getting affection of Onodera. At that time I didn't know how good of a decision I made. So we made a plan, oh sorry, he made a plan that I will put a letter he gave me  in her locker.

As much I remember the letter contained these words

Dear Onodera,

I love you

                         Ren Anderson.

But how foolish I was to believe in those brown eyes of a demon. He tricked me.

He recorded a video of me putting the letter and he also exchanged the letter he showed me with some another one.

I still remember what happened the next day.

As soon I stepped into the class I felt a sensation of uneasiness and saw the looks filled with disgust and hatred.

Onodera was a cute girl, its bad that I had to see her cry. What a life!

Her beautiful blonde hair and her blue eyes which was same as mine. Her oval face was quite cute.

I was surrounded by Ren and some other friends of Onodera and I could see a crying girl in front of the teacher.

That girl was Onodera.

Moment by moment my body was stiffening.

I was so confused.