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Well. Straight into the tale, I have no words to start. lol
After these nasty things happen, things seemed a touch less relaxed. I didn't mind, I could handle some pressure here and there. It wasn't like someone was trying to change me.
I got through a week or so uneventfully, then things went bad, fast. People I didn't know started picking fights, others were spreading rumours that I had very little or nothing to do with, but they aimed at me anyways, and other such random trouble.
I could've payed it all no mind, but when people pointed and whispered, I began to loose control.
The loss of control started slowly, with snappish retaliations, weather words or fists, I didn't care, but it eventually escalated.
Days passed, and the line between sanity and insanity became less and less noticable.
In an effort to keep myself sane, I took up swordplay; sparring with whoever would pick up the other katana-shaped metal stick.
I never thought it would lead to what came next.
Well now. Let's see what you think of them apples, lol.