Following a Whisper
17 The End of My Life Started
When I wake up the next day, every movement makes me gasp with pain.I had blood running down my back and can barely see straight.But it's still nothing compared to the time when I shattered.
Still don't know how that happened, by the way.
But anyways, I spend the day trying to ignore my pain.Every now and then I'll clench my teeth and try to clean the wounds, but in the end I decide that it's not worth it.
However, in the middle of the night, something interesting happens.I dream.
In this dream, I was taken to park in a urban neighborhood with the sun setting.It was a clean and small park, with 2 swing sets and a small jungle gym.The swing sets were swaying hazardously with the intense wind and rain.
It was a storm with no clouds.Somehow, even though the wind was howling madly and the rain was relentless, the fading sun was still there.It was breathtakingly beautiful, so I took a picture.
I liked to do that.Take pictures.Somehow my boring brown eyes managed to find beauty in everything.So while on the way to school, to the bus, or home, I would stop and snap a picture.I found that each second of the day was unique and deserved to be saved.
But that day, when I stopped to take a photo, the end of my life started.
I felt a prick at the back of my neck and a cynical but lovely voice coursed through my ears.
"Oh my.How ghastly you are."A young woman stepped out from behind a nearby tree, her appearance covered by the smattering of rain.But something told me that she was someone to stay away from.
Someone dangerous.
"I wonder if they were right.Are you truly oblivious?Do you truly not see your own eyes?I doubt it, after all, it's hard to ignore something so striking."And here, I felt the first wave of confusion pass throughout me.How...How could I not see my own eyes?
Oh.
She must be talking to someone else.Maybe role play?So I turned around, prepared to leave and head home.I would laugh with my sister about this once I got home.We would chuckle about the day that I mistook a role player's words for something that was seriously directed at me.But afterwards we would forget.
If only.
Still don't know how that happened, by the way.
But anyways, I spend the day trying to ignore my pain.Every now and then I'll clench my teeth and try to clean the wounds, but in the end I decide that it's not worth it.
However, in the middle of the night, something interesting happens.I dream.
In this dream, I was taken to park in a urban neighborhood with the sun setting.It was a clean and small park, with 2 swing sets and a small jungle gym.The swing sets were swaying hazardously with the intense wind and rain.
It was a storm with no clouds.Somehow, even though the wind was howling madly and the rain was relentless, the fading sun was still there.It was breathtakingly beautiful, so I took a picture.
I liked to do that.Take pictures.Somehow my boring brown eyes managed to find beauty in everything.So while on the way to school, to the bus, or home, I would stop and snap a picture.I found that each second of the day was unique and deserved to be saved.
But that day, when I stopped to take a photo, the end of my life started.
I felt a prick at the back of my neck and a cynical but lovely voice coursed through my ears.
"Oh my.How ghastly you are."A young woman stepped out from behind a nearby tree, her appearance covered by the smattering of rain.But something told me that she was someone to stay away from.
Someone dangerous.
"I wonder if they were right.Are you truly oblivious?Do you truly not see your own eyes?I doubt it, after all, it's hard to ignore something so striking."And here, I felt the first wave of confusion pass throughout me.How...How could I not see my own eyes?
Oh.
She must be talking to someone else.Maybe role play?So I turned around, prepared to leave and head home.I would laugh with my sister about this once I got home.We would chuckle about the day that I mistook a role player's words for something that was seriously directed at me.But afterwards we would forget.
If only.
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