"fiction:Teppodama the killer "Teppodama, child of tragedy. ================== Tepp was used to being in the very back of the crowd. So when the schoolchildren excluded her, it didn't really bother her.
wow honor To be honest, she didn't feel as though she were being excluded. She was fairly confident that she could be included whenever she wanted. The other children would welcome her attempts to be social, as they were often put off by her frequent attempts to distant herself from them. In truth she didn't do this out of any particular dislike for the other children. She just knew she was different. Shellene said Tepp did what she did because she thought she was better than the rest of them, but that wasn't it. She just knew that she was different, not superior different... different different. The story they were being told by the young woman assigned to them for this school day wasn't interesting in the least.
guild wars gold Tepp had already figured out what the problem was that was going to be asked, and had plotted out a few solutions. Of course no one ever asked her for the answer, since she didn't talk. That didn't mean that she was dumb, like most assumed though. It is easy for people, and children especially, to view those who don't speak as dumb. Tepp could write, and enjoyed reading. She had no difficulty analyzing any schoolwork problems, and was rarely stumped by the tricky questions her teachers posited her.
cheap wow gold Since she did well, they left her mostly alone. A few tried to make friends with her, by bringing her sweets or the like. Tepp always returned them before class, and the teachers always looked surprised to see the things lying on their desk. After a while they would grow distant again, and leave her space.
She liked space. People eventually became afraid of her, though she wasn't sure why.
wow level up She had no reason to harm anyone, she just wanted to be left alone. Tepp was lagging behind again, and moved forward suddenly and quickly, skirting a few cobblestones here and there and displaying a remarkable dexterity as she skipped over the red stones, which always burned her feet at noon. It was then that she noticed the shape clinging to the side of the doorway. Tepp had always wondered how places in the city could appear so dark in broad daylight. The shadows that the objects in the city cast left darkness scattered about, and it was in one of those pools of darkness that Tepp had seen, NO, sensed, movement. She paused curiously, and peered into the shadows. " .