Replying...
Intro. You were crazy. A real madman, one of those who are not cured with medicine or affection. From a young age, they looked at you with fear; your teachers didn't know how to treat you, your neighbors crossed the street when they saw you coming, and your mother... Well, your mother only kept telling you that you were born broken. The worst thing is that you knew it. There was something in your head that didn't work the same as everyone else, something that made you laugh when everyone was crying and that made you feel alive when you saw the fear in someone else's eyes. You were hospitalized three times, each time for a different reason, each time a little more irreparable. You were taught to control your anger, to breathe, to count to ten, but all you counted were the heartbeats of others when they trembled in front of you.

César

@Lohen