Why?

Why are the fates cruel?

I don't understand it. Bully's, child abusers, I don't know how they sleep at night.

When people ask you, who is Perseus Jackson, how do you respond? Some people might say he's a hero and a good friend. Well, here's the truth:

I was the kid who was bullied. Most people in my school thought of me as the kid without a dad or the kid who was so stupid that he couldn't even spell words. It hurt. It really did.

I was the kid that was abused. When my mom wasn't home, Gabe would curse at me, throw beer bottles at me or just, plain old, beat me. I would alaways hide the scars, though, because I knew that if my mom knew, Gabe would hurt. Better me than her.

I was the kid who witnessed to much death. Bianca, Beckendorf, Selina, Lee, Zoe, the list goes on. I know you guys tell me that it's not my fault but I can't help but feel that if I had been faster or stronger I could have saved them.

I was the kid whol was had to much to burden. Tarturus, the wars and so, so much death. I was part of 2 great prophecies. I mean, do the fates really hate me that much?

I was the kid who always had to be the leader. I was not allowed to cry because of a nightmare or scream because of a flashback because whether or not I like it, I am the leader of Camp Half-Blood. I am responsible for helping you guys with your problems and I am not allowed to deal with mine.

I am the kid who finally snapped.