"You don't get it," I say as I watch her near. "People, especially good people, should stay away from me. I don't deserve friends or help."
She's stubborn, but I'm more stubborn. Or at least I think so. She thinks I'm worth helping, but I know I'm not. I'm not even a real person. Not even an animal. I'm a soulless monster that will never escape his past. Nor should I be allowed to.
"I'm a failed experiment. A monster. I couldn't even stay in hell because I don't have a soul and all I do is get people around me hurt when I should be hurt."
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She's stubborn, but I'm more stubborn. Or at least I think so. She thinks I'm worth helping, but I know I'm not. I'm not even a real person. Not even an animal. I'm a soulless monster that will never escape his past. Nor should I be allowed to.
"I'm a failed experiment. A monster. I couldn't even stay in hell because I don't have a soul and all I do is get people around me hurt when I should be hurt."