Universal Hatred
A scientist braves the Internet trolls.
The trolls rolled out in full force. They attacked Morrison Bly but he laughed. He knew that it was playful jousting from the real haters. He knew that he could take the verbal punishment because he wanted it. It wasn’t even a no pain no gain situation. It was hatred is greatness.
He was captivated by the creativity of the comments. Almost one hundred percent were all negative but he nevertheless looked at them. They empowered him and kept him prepared.
Bly kept making science projects and demonstrating them online. They laughed at his clothes and face but he won.
About the Creator
Skyler Saunders
I’ve been writing since I was five-years-old. I didn’t have a wide audience until I was nine. If you enjoy my work feel free to like but also never hesitate to share. Thank you for your patronage. Take care.
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