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The name is C. M. Burns - Charles Montgomery Burns to be exact. Most people in Springfield view me as a cold hearted bitter old man who owns the Powerplant and owns the most money.

When I was little, I lived with my so called "loving parents" who raised me for a short while before I abandond them for my Grandfather for his wealth. And so began the short series of different events in my life.

Yes, I have been through tons in my 114 years of my long life. Some good, some retched, some strange - but all I know is, the biggest battle I've ever faced haunts me still today.

This was even harder than the fight i battled alongside in World War II and a scourging pain even worse than the bullet that hit me from the gun Maggie accidently shot me.

This battle was a battle of my heart. Most of my life, I had alot of girls who fell for me - and i fell for alot of girls. None of which would i ever really love. Love was a joke in my eyes for a while - but only because I could not reconise the feelings, and if I could, I would know i was in love all along.

I had an assistant named Waylon Smithers Senior who warned me about the dangers of the Powerplant - and he ended up dying from radiation poisoning. He left behind his son Waylon Smithers Junior - a baby at the time.

Of corse, I had to raise him, seeming i found out that his mother was already dead as well. Waylon grew up and attended school like any regular boy - though he was horribly bullied most of his life.

Waylon was always attached to me though. He never whanted to leave my side, ignoring the bruises and scars that he got from school daily. This was more than a father-son like relationship. He was in love with me.

Now, do... I love him?

Good question. I mean, should I? I mean... the age difference is significant... and he is a guy! I mean, as one of the most high statuses in Springfield, I shouldin't be with a guy, should I?

But... I cannot ignore this ache in my heart as i even think about it now. Though i might seem rock hard on the outside - deep down, Smithers is my weak spot. There was one day that makes my heart flutter just thinking about it.

Springfield was pretty convinced that the end of the world was coming and we counted down the hours of out living breaths. I merely was staring at the supposed Death Angel infront of us in awe when I heard Smithers yell "What the hell?" and turned around and kissed me.

I was so determind that he would finally confess his love to me and that I would do the same, but my heart shattered when he covered it up - telling me it was a mere sign of respect.

So how elles can I supress this love i have? It's hard - but one day, i'll tell him. And things will change. For better or worse - i am not sure.

But one thing i do know is, that day will change everything.