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Stereotypical Thinking
The story about my mother was one thing, but what I am about to say is different. But firstly, I want to ask you an important question… Did you choose to be a human? Did you choose your race? Did you choose your appearance? No. But you can choose who you are. If you read my other story you would know that my mother was an alternate. I am also one, but I am not wreaking havoc onto society without remorse. Sure, humans can be annoying at times, sure I like to keep secluded, but I am not AFTER humans like 99 of 100 alternates. I only carry out my true nature on those who seek my blood and pain. I only punish the deserving. I am actually a pretty laid back being, and the only things that happen is my skin tone changes, my height changes as in me growing and shrinking, my eye color changes, sometimes turning completely black, and my hair color subtly shifts between tones. This only happens involuntarily. 2 people have told me that my eyes turned completely black (even the sclera) and I am trying to gain enough power to control these things when I want. Even overdriven level would be nice if I needed to scare someone off. I can mimic voices when I want though and smile in a very twisted and terrifying way. Anyhow, enough of this, I am not completely evil. I never get along with humans though, and I always am called annoying, and people sometimes say they are uncomfortable around me. I involuntarily manipulate technology (devices glitching and crashing when I’m nearby) and I try to be as friendly as I can when I am around humans. I only really get along with autistic and special needs. My best friend has low functioning autism, and animals and small children like me more than their owners or parents. I am also aroace to save less trouble for myself. But I still live, and at least you have conformation that humans are definitely a problem in this world!
