Have you ever cried yourself to sleep at night? Cried out as loud as you could, only to have it fall on deaf ears... Your only friends who were there for you were cold sheets of metal moving so graciously across tender flesh, releasing the warm crimson that lies underneath. I know how you feel. I was never the happy carefree teen every body thought I was. Underneath the jolly smile was tears of pain and agony. My chest was empty for I had no heart. I knew no love. My life was nothing but an endless hell, cursed to walk this wretched planet without happiness. I was different. Very different. I was an outcast, the kind that nobody cared about. I was broken, beat, and scarred. No use to anyone. I'm here to tell you my story. My name is Joel Alexander Homes, and this is my life...
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