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I couldn't help but walk at a quicker pace then most. I couldn't help the terrible flinch my body produces when someone speaks to loud or raises a hand. It was all just instincts I had developed as time continued to tick on in my screwed up world. My mind was different then others around me. My eyes saw things differently. I didn't think of my actions, and it was almost like I was on autopilot. My peers seemed to walk through me, as if I was a non-existent object. Eyes floated over me and words that may seem aimed at me, were actually faced for the invisible being behind me. It's like I was just out of everyone's line of vision. No one woul