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[Dead men tell no tales]

Raven a teenager from a loving family finds himself in a horrifying situation. He finds himself over his bullies body with a knife in his hand, blood gushing out of his neck. Raven is someone with a certain condition called Alexithymia. His condition made it so that he lacks feelings, however while above his bullies limp body he felt something for the first time. He didn’t know what it was but if felt…good.

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Raven story

When Raven was born he didn't cry, he didn't move around, he just stood still. The doctors thought something might have been wrong, since babies usually cry when they are born. So they inspected him, however they found nothing wrong with the infant so they gave him to his mother.

After Raven turned three he learned how to crawl, at four he learned how to walk, and at five he learned how to read. He developed faster than other children mentally, and because of this Ravens parents worried about him constantly. They would make sure someone was always with them, and if someone wasn't they wouldn't go anywhere.

Raven never showed emotions to his care takers, and even his parents. Ravens parents took him to the hospital more than once, but the doctors said that nothing was wrong with him. Later on in his life his parents discovered a certain condition that makes a person not feel emotions. They asked the doctors to check for it, and sure enough they found that Raven had it. He was diagnosed with Alexithymia, when he was six.

A couple months after, his parents sent him to pre-school. He didn't make any friends do to him not being an "out going person." However he found himself, In a certain situation behind his school.

A black haired girl, with brown eyes appeared in front of him while he was walking. She went into a bowing position, while reaching her hands out with a note. After Raven took the note she ran away, her face was red, however Raven didn't have any reaction to it.

When Raven got home, he immediately went to his room. He sat on his desk and opened the note. It read

[Dear Raven,

Hi my names Kayla, I'm In the some clas as you.

I sit 2 sets behind you, and I was wondring if

you'd like to be my boyfreind. If you could anser me tomorow that wud be grate, bye.]

After Raven read the letter, he threw it away. He began to get back to his daily schedule. Ravens family was on the richer side, you could say he was higher middle class. His family gave him whatever he wanted, no matter what he asked for. Which was usually just food, and comfortable clothes. The only other things he would ask for where school supplies, and things he needed.

His parents would make him work out, due to their family having a history of weak muscles. That's at least what they told him, but they really told him to work out due to him not doing any activities other than going to school. He wouldn't run or play like the other kids, neither would he walk to school because they where far away, so his parents made him work out so that maybe he would have a chance of making a friend. But also to move more, so that he doesn't become a stick.

Raven, was driven to the gym every day other than Saturday, and Sunday. The reason for that was because that those where family days, where his parents took him on trips. His parents may not have been perfect, but they loved and cared for him.

[Ravens perspective]

"Are you ready to go Raven?"

"Yes mother."

"What did I say about you calling me that!"

"You said for me to call you mom."

"If you know that then why are you calling me mother!"

"I would rather not use informal speech when talking, moth…mom."

"Good, now you remembered to pack your shake, right?"

"Yes, I brought it along with my water."

"Good now don't you start lifting more than you can handle okay."

"Yes, mother."

(Hah, I wish he would just stick to calling me mom.)

"Welcome, Mr. Corvidae will you be doing the same session, or will you be doing something different."

"Hello, Mr. Harpyja. I will be doing the same as usual."

"Okay, please follow me."

[1 hour cession commencing]

[20 push-ups, 20 pull ups, 80 sit ups]

[10 free weights, sets of 5]

(Alright let's get to it)

"Haa-ha, finished."

(I should call mother)

{Ring-ring}

"Mother I'm done now, please pick me up."

"Alright I'll come pick you up, make sure to wait inside."

{5 minutes later}

"So how was your workout."

"It's been the same as usual."

"Have you tried to make any friends?"

"No."

"Why not?"

"There is no point in making friends, in a place that's main purpose is to enhance your own body. I see no point in trying to be with others when trying to work on myself."

"What did I tell you about talking like that!"

"I shouldn't speak like I know everything. I'm sorry"

(I know your not.)

"Alright as long as you don't do it again."

When Raven got home he went straight to studying, without emotions to bother him he didn't procrastinate he just did what he had to do. No matter what he had to learn he would just study till he understood it, and that's why he always got good grades. No matter the difficulty as long as he studied hard enough he would get it. If he had emotions he could never be as dedicated as he was now.

He had already learnt 4 languages, in a mere 1 month of studying each of them. He was incredibly sensitive to the ways he pronounced stuff as well, making him have almost perfect pitch. He could switch between languages immediately, without even having to think about it.

Currently he was finishing up on his french, he had learned Chinese, Spanish, English, and was about to finish completely learning the french language. He had how to pronounce the words down, and he understood the language. However he wasn't as proficient with writing it down.

He was studying a french book to try to find the patterns in french writing, so that he could try to replicate written French. He had already got all the research he needed and now he just had to try it out. He started writing out the French alphabet, and started to write quick poems. When he was done he closed his book, and turned off his lights. No sense of happiness, sadness, or even a hint of excitement showed on his face. The only thing on his face that made him seem human was his tired expression.