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Dayne Nash...wasn't a good person. In fact, at times he didn't even seem human. There's no way someone with human emotions could do all the things that he did to me. He had infernal characteristics that made him easy to hate. And I did..hate him, I mean. I hated him more than he hated me. I don't think he felt compassion or anything at all for that matter. There would be this eerie look in his eyes whenever he would pass by me in the halls, but no one seemed to notice that. Or they didn't care. But that's how its always been. No one ever stood in the way of things he wanted, because he was Dayne Nash for goodness sake. He floated above the rest of us like he was god dammed royalty and took what he wanted from people as if they hadn't already offered it up to him with eager hands. Everyone turned a blind eye to the horrible things he did, and for years he remained untouchable. Until he didn't.
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