(Sherlock's POV)

I have always been lonely.

Even at a young age everyone shunned me. On seeing me they would redirect their course, walking in the opposite direction. I would say something and they would act like they hadn't heard anything. They acted like I was an alien.

In the teens it got worse. At 5, sure, it hurt, but I hadn't understood it fully then. Now, when they would steer away from me or ignore me…it hurt more. Then they started to acknowledge my presence only to tease and bully me.

In the early 20's I had finally grown accustomed to this treatment. At least the bullying had stopped.

Every word spoken to me sounds hateful. Every look towards me seems angry. Now everything is bad…but I ignore it.

I have always been lonely. But no one can tell.