
My Life revolves around no Gods. I stepped on the Scene in September of 1989, when I arrived onto this Planet from my World
ZiaktaDon. I've been planted in the Dreams of your fellow beings. Boys fear me, Girls hear me...My feelings are no more. I'm going to get Revenge on this World. On my planet we Fear no one. We are alike, and we love everyone. I've been created as a Test, and everyone on this Planet "Earth" has Failed.
Boys are afraid that I want them. But, I don't want them all. I may take what I need, and leave the rest for someone else to read. My life's like a Book, you see? I blend in with "Humans". I may have Flesh and Bones, but on the inside I'm all stone. I built up walls over the years, that no one can tear down. I'm invincible, and I wear a frown. Though I'm no Clown. I'm not hear for your amusement.
People were not made to get what they want in this so called "Life". They've got to stand up and fight. Don't degrade your body. I'm not pretty enough for you. "Oh my God" I broke a nail. That's all just a tail. I've never thought of myself as a Woman. So erase that from your Mind. I'm a regular "Normal Human Being". In a world full of people who just can't understand me. If only they spent one day in my shoes. They would see what all I go through.
Get out your Gun and end my Life? Well I just won't give up without a fight. I've been told to kill myself for what I am. In my eyes I'm doing no wrong. I've been called a
FAGGOT, but I'm no pile of sticks.
I am what I am. Have no fear. For you will see what I mean dear. I won't hurt you, unless I have to. Sorry that my Life bothers you. Why should you be so crud?
I've planted a seed, and now it shall grow. Into the perfect Specimen.
He will be Born to fight and stand up for what he believes in. He will not be told no in Life for his Dreams will live on forever. He will not be put down for the thing's he can't help, and for the thing's other people can't understand. He will love many, but hate those who dislike him. He will control your mind. He will be one of a kind.
When he arrives, the Earth would have done perished because of their own Languish.
He will be in a lonely place. For people killed the "Human" race.
I have been reborn. Into the perfect Organism...
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