lil' angelgrl- Yeah, it was Max
Atem's Queen of The Nile- Nice comment there!
Jani Rieme- Alright! I've changed it and thanks for the reminder!
ghostymangarocker- You're funny and yes, I agree you could be a counsellor when you grow up next time! And I do love long reviews so I didn't find it boring...pretty meaningful I would say.
waterlily- Thanks!
I'm really sorry people but I didn't know how to write this chapter. Tyson is really hard to write about because I've already written about Max and they are both basically the same. So I know this chapter doesn't rock but do read on!
If you've noticed, I'm pretty much like Kai.
You know that ignorant brat...yeah, him.
We've both lost our parents at a young age and taken after by our grandfathers, except that the way they us is pretty much different.
We're really cavalier and peeving blah blah blah...
Get what I mean now?
I seem happy all the time, cheering others up and breaking tense atmospheres by making a fool of myself. But is this the real me?
The answer is plain to see.
If I were really so, would you see me grieving when alone? Would you see me in a foetus position in the middle of the night, crying my heart out?
Am I really that stupid, always needing extra hints and needing them to spell out everything before I understand?
No.
I always stare blankly as I've already reasoned it out and am trying to think a step further.
Andto give a reason to suit my made-up personality, I just say that I'm clueless.
When they laugh at my pretend stupidity, I feel really bad but just continue acting like who they think I am.
My amour-propre is damaged each time they mock me, filled with increasing empty spaces.
When this part of me is finally decimated, all they'll find left is a broken me, nothing, shattered to pieces.
I hope that day will never come but my hope is slowly vanishing, with each time I'm laughed at, each time I make a fool of myself.
In this truculent world that no words can describe, I'm fading away...until one day I become just dust carried by the wind, and I'll be happy...carefree...with no sorrows...no burdens...
I'm feeling saturnine, explains the sad stuff very much. Up next, Ray!