The muse gang

I'm a sick and non-chalant mammal. A regular victim of ridicule and bully from Victor and co, aka the vi kings. The name's Edward Hanson and calm is the game. A nerd since grade three, stalked and befriended by a fellow nerd, apparently the only friend I had. Not surprised, no one was interested in me. I was just a normal guy in school, known for nothing else except plain balderdash. I even suffered from agoraphobia!! Just to be clear, that is the fear for being in public places with too many people. I live in Norwich, England, an origin of Oxford and the owner of the cutest diary you could find for a guy. School is not my only point of rejection. Infact, home is a little plain worse, with my elder brother there; Alfred. He does not mind he is older than I am with two whole bloody years. The nineteen year old just keeps up the work of Victor at home for me, or worse. And dad? Well I may not have much of a problem with him because he literally says nothing to me except, "Go get the door you pipsqueak." "Make me coffee you scumbag!" "Get my mails i***t," or "Feed that twin of yours." That's the dog. Mom is the best at home because at least, she still fakes a smile at me when I wake up. Why does everyone hate me?! Even family. I even have a regular detention at home aka Get grounded, whenever mom makes it up to my room and finds it messed up. However, at a point like this, I'm not depressed. Turns out I'm now used to being ignored. If only everything was done my way. I was not even excellent in school! To be general, I'm a total failure in everything. Sneak my way through failure and leave my mates awed. Enough talk about about my awesomeness. Let's get to my life.