I'm not saying who's POV this is from. I'll sure you'll guess :D
I found it in my heart, finally, to look deep inside me, and find the little part that was missing.
I knew. I didn't need anyone to tell me what I needed. Of course I knew.
As I looked back into my past, my bad past, I saw things. Some things I can't even mention. I had never really thought as I had acted, I just did what I pleased. And I wondered... was that right?
I didn't think so. I knew it. I knew everyone would never appreciate me, the real me, not my insecure side. I'm different from everyone else, and I hated that. I hated the way I had dyed my hair green when I was younger, o the anger I had felt when I stabbed my piercings into my body. I hated it, I did.
But how did I realize? Shut up. tu don't need to know that. No one needs to know why I'm like this, why I'm always so angered and frustrated. Why I'm never on Santa's "nice" list, and I can never seem to find any one who really appreciates me.
Why do I even exist? Why am I not dead? Ha, I would like to be. If I was, I wouldn't be here. Not like this. I hated the way everyone looked at me; suspiciously, like I couldn't be trusted. And they were right, I couldn't.
Rage has driven me this far. I like being a juvenile delinquent, in school people thought it was cool, and I know that some chicks find bad-boys "hot", and a shadow creeps across me.
I don't like it. But this may sound usual. I don't like anything.
I want to change myself, to change my personality, to be one of those guys at the mall who get all the girls, who are forever challenging each other to video games, those who have a normal life.
But I can't. Ever.
And that's what I hate so much about my life. That I can't change anything. I'll always be me, and I can't do anything about it.
But fury burns in me as I rise up; as I stand, and it reminds me that I could have changed it. I could have listened, and at least done a few helpful things when I was younger, and not become... well, me.
But I didn't. And I don't think I'll ever get another chance.
I found it in my heart, finally, to look deep inside me, and find the little part that was missing.
I knew. I didn't need anyone to tell me what I needed. Of course I knew.
As I looked back into my past, my bad past, I saw things. Some things I can't even mention. I had never really thought as I had acted, I just did what I pleased. And I wondered... was that right?
I didn't think so. I knew it. I knew everyone would never appreciate me, the real me, not my insecure side. I'm different from everyone else, and I hated that. I hated the way I had dyed my hair green when I was younger, o the anger I had felt when I stabbed my piercings into my body. I hated it, I did.
But how did I realize? Shut up. tu don't need to know that. No one needs to know why I'm like this, why I'm always so angered and frustrated. Why I'm never on Santa's "nice" list, and I can never seem to find any one who really appreciates me.
Why do I even exist? Why am I not dead? Ha, I would like to be. If I was, I wouldn't be here. Not like this. I hated the way everyone looked at me; suspiciously, like I couldn't be trusted. And they were right, I couldn't.
Rage has driven me this far. I like being a juvenile delinquent, in school people thought it was cool, and I know that some chicks find bad-boys "hot", and a shadow creeps across me.
I don't like it. But this may sound usual. I don't like anything.
I want to change myself, to change my personality, to be one of those guys at the mall who get all the girls, who are forever challenging each other to video games, those who have a normal life.
But I can't. Ever.
And that's what I hate so much about my life. That I can't change anything. I'll always be me, and I can't do anything about it.
But fury burns in me as I rise up; as I stand, and it reminds me that I could have changed it. I could have listened, and at least done a few helpful things when I was younger, and not become... well, me.
But I didn't. And I don't think I'll ever get another chance.
Heather ranks all since she is the first female winner. She is also the only season winner that didn't return after being recently eliminated.
2. TDI Winner- Owen- Owen is a great guy winner. I knew he would win TDI since it was broadcast on Cartoon Network.
1. TDWT Winner- Heather- She was the first ever female to win a season. She is the last contestant to be eliminated, since she was not because she won. As a matter of fact, she is the only season winner that did not return to the game after being previously eliminated. She, along with first winner Owen, were the only winners to be in the Final Three más than once.
I didn't have much interest when Duncan won TDA. He was an okay winner in America.
(I'm danyzzz)Last time on Total Drama Survival,All 20 campers came to this huge rainforest then came the challenge,Vine Swinging!3 people from each team had to oscilación and it turned out the killer snakes won and the screaming pescado sent inicial Rikki!Find out what will happen siguiente on Total Drama Survival!*Emily wakes up to find that she is naked*Emily:AAAAAAAAAWWWWWWWWWWW!!!!!!!!!!Heather:What?*Heather finds that she is naked*Heather:Oh crap!Rochelle and Bridgette,u guys are nude!!!Rochelle and bridgette:AAAAAAAAWWWWWWWWWW!!!!!!!!!*Everyone else wakes up and sees their naked*Everyone else:AAAAAAHHHH!!!!!!!!!Chris:Hello campers!You guys look bare,hahahahah!Heather:What did u do!!!Chris:Made tu guys nude!Avan:You jerk!A mysteriouse voice:Ya JERK!*Looks at Avan's new 6-pack*Jumps on him and trys making out with him*Avan:Who are u,your hot!Chris:Everyone,here is a camper we left on the bus,heres Rayven!Rayven:Hi!Chris:zbecause tu are nude the challenge is...Part 2 coming soon!
bob: hello im bob bobson and this is TOTAL... DRAMA... SPORTS!!! 12 teens have signed up to do weird sporty challenges, here comes the first one Alex
Alex: i wanna win this thing
Bob: a weird goth pyro named Phil
Phil: tu suck bob, i've seen tu play sports
bob: *starts crying and runs into lake* ahh i don't know how to swim
Phil: uhh...
Summer: hola everyone, wait why is the host drowning
Phil: uhh... it was suicide
Mike: oh my god
Phil: ahh he was a looser
Mike: he does look like one
john: good now that he's gone i could be the host, oh here comes Christy,
Christy: m...
John: don't care
Christy: that's rude
John: Andrea
Andrea: hey
John: hola hottie
Andrea: your pretty ugly
John: Dylan and Aydan
Dylan: youre hot
Aydan: tu too
John: now that we have a couple we could get on with the rest, Selena
Selena: uhh
John: Jinny
Jinny: finally
John: and finally Samantha
Samantha: why is there a dead body in the lake
John: nevermind that just go unpack and meet me back here at 4:00
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Alex: i wanna win this thing
Bob: a weird goth pyro named Phil
Phil: tu suck bob, i've seen tu play sports
bob: *starts crying and runs into lake* ahh i don't know how to swim
Phil: uhh...
Summer: hola everyone, wait why is the host drowning
Phil: uhh... it was suicide
Mike: oh my god
Phil: ahh he was a looser
Mike: he does look like one
john: good now that he's gone i could be the host, oh here comes Christy,
Christy: m...
John: don't care
Christy: that's rude
John: Andrea
Andrea: hey
John: hola hottie
Andrea: your pretty ugly
John: Dylan and Aydan
Dylan: youre hot
Aydan: tu too
John: now that we have a couple we could get on with the rest, Selena
Selena: uhh
John: Jinny
Jinny: finally
John: and finally Samantha
Samantha: why is there a dead body in the lake
John: nevermind that just go unpack and meet me back here at 4:00
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Saras Group hug!
