I Come From...

I go to a school where I have no clique; just the close friends who stand by me and whom I can count on no matter what. There are the people for whom I will do anything for and look out for. Living to help others and making them smile is what I must do. I walk around the school with a mask to hide myself from the rest of the vultures at my school. I only show my true identity, like a superhero does, to only the closest people to me and to the ones that I trust with everything and anything. The other part of my life that proved to be more important was the undead army, the small and honorable army. This army of mine is what most people know as Wrestling. This was my life and will be for the rest of my unknown and hidden world.

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