So we've all met them before. They lurk everywhere. The overly nice people. Even if you hit them in the head with a brick they'd probably smile at you with their dented in brain telling you everything is okay, because you didn't mean to murder them :D. Every time you do something "wrong", you get the sympathetic smile, because after all, you're just a lost sinner and you don't really know any better anyways. You accidentally swear and their entire world is shattered like they just watched you murder a fuzzy, small puppy in front of them. They don't have any problems except a busy school schedule because they're on every committee and get involved in every possible thing they can. I hate overly nice people. You may be thinking, "Awww, why? They're just so nice! How can you dislike them?" CHALLENGE ACCEPTED, SIR AND/OR MADAM.
Listen, I'm not Miss Perfect with all the answers, quite the opposite, but I'm certainly not the worst person who walked into anyone's parade. I have morals and I stick to them. I have a bad attitude but I do genuinely care about someone even if I'm not wearing a camp leader T-Shirt.
There really is no reason for me to dislike these people except for ONE REASON: I'm convinced these perfect people have a terribly dirty secret. During the day they put on the :D face and make sure everyone's having a pleasant and happy day, then at night they turn into a flesh eating demon zombie born in the 9th Circle of Hell.
if i didn't have homework I'd draw something more decent.
So here is a bunch of stick figures running from a flesh eating demon zombie with wings
I need to go to art school.