(fanfic in Harry’s POV)
I didn’t know anything about this world before so I was manipulated as badly as Travis manipulates Archer in Archer’s voice.
When Voldemort and the death eaters did it, I didn’t get it at all. Voldemort would say things like “a girl raped a boy in a college” “Some actor showed his bum in a movie” before we would meet her ex and I would repeat the same thing blindly because I was immature and didn’t know what was happening there. Her ex would look at me in shock and I would wonder why, but was so oblivious back then.
It started like that and didn’t end at all. Because of my stroke of bad luck I met Bellatrix, Lucius and other death eaters who were the king and queen of manipulation. When everyone are listening they become fake AF. When they are really joker of the DC universe.
After they show their true color though and after I have made sense of what happened I don’t give them access to me anymore. I’ve learnt it the hard way to be selfish and realized that being selfless doesn’t really work in this world.
I’ve dealt with people in my past who are always competing to be better than me and manipulating what really happened to seem innocent, gain sympathy and other selfish motives.
I’ve seen enough and dealt with enough. I don’t think anything can save this world until people look at their inner self and decide to change and realize and accept their mistakes and say “yes I’m the problem it’s me”.
There are some good people out there too, so humanity isn’t lost. But it’s loosing. Just read the newspaper it’s enough to prove that the world is going crazy.
I’d rather just stay in my own world.
rachana rajan <3 