*looks around at the series of hallways leading to rooms while listening to him* ...well...I don't know what you from Earth would call...normal, but I guess my childhood up to about age 10 was pretty good. >_>
Thats how life's most abnormal people are created. Rampaging killers, suicidal maniacs, terrorists, and many other kinds of people are created. The smart and wise few of that group grow up to be sucessful, realizing what they are allowed to do... You see, the most abnormal people are, up to its definition, to be "not normal", but in the first place, there is no definition of "being normal", you see. So how is it possible for any of this to be true? Quote me on this if you wish, Vitros, but life is full of turns, if you don't turn fast enough, you might end up in the corner of a wall, and thats where everything stops. For me on the other hand, it seems like my life will never end. Not in the term of "eternal life", of course, but it seems like my questions will never be answered. You see, I don't know who my parents were. I was found on the doorsteps of a church, which is why I've been trained to be holy. But ever since, I've been looking for answers... looking for who my parents are... I've thought of this, all my life, and I guess they never understood the meaning of normal... I guess I was, so called, "too abnormal"... *covers eyes for a moment to think* ...