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Another day passed with teachers praising me. The envious eyes of my classmates offered me a strange sense of achievement. The whispers stroked my ego.


But my heart was slowly withering.


Nevertheless, the satisfaction overpowered the uneasiness and I craved it more. How else would I feel anything?


Climbing higher than the others made me feel special. It attached meaning and status to my name. It gave importance to my existence.


Everyone felt the same when praises flew towards them. Everyone's hearts were hungry for compliments and pleasure.


Everyone wanted to feel special.


To feel better.


That was my excuse.

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