Daniel's Past and A/N
I was known as Daniel. I was always told by my parents that they were deadset on the name not even a week after they found out that their baby was going to be a boy. I was the second oldest with an older sister, Cristina, who I loved and looked up to. She was in college when I started middle school so she was there to protect me when my tormentor, Bailey, had begun her daily verbal abusing during elementary school. She continued her constant taunting all the way until she left for a year to who knows where. She left during my second year of high school, it would of been third year for her because she got to skip a grade in elementary. From year to year it progressed from the small words, (loser) to more hurtful words, like 'You don't belong here, go return to your dump of a home before they throw it away.' Yep it get to the point that I basically was deaf to them and I couldn't feel any emotions when I was in school. I felt like the part of school that makes you feel safe, was the main reason I felt the switch from calm and happy, to the anger-filled eyes everyone so desperately fears as I walk into my first day of high school. I felt that switch turn off that held each of my emotions as I blocked them from my mind. The anger eyes was all I needed to make everyone fear me, except for Bailey. She always says that it is a fake look. When really, I just have flipped switches in my brain that control the rest of my emotions.