Ten Years from Now
Ten years from now I'll probly be living in a gutter. I won't have a home a family or even any freinds. People will
pass by my hovel wich I'll make for myself. The little children will point and laugh at me and throw French friends
and small rocks at me. The local gangs will routinely beat me on every other Thursday and eventually, due to all the
stress and free time, develope quite potent psyonic powers. I'd be able to emit blades of psychic energy out of my
hands and be picked up by the military and traned as a powerful black ops assassin. [!]
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