All Our Lives

Chapter 11-2

Chapter 11: Part 2

   It was a bit tough to work on myself. Old habits die very hard in my case. I had to take some time, maybe a few days at home or at the shop. I had to stop treating every soldier like they were the enemy. Technically they were  Witches too but they only see me as a human. Yesterday at the shop a couple of Reeceson's friends stopped by for hangover medicine. One can only assume after they were out the previous night drinking.

  Of course I treated them like normal customers. Up until they started to treat me like an old friend. Hey talked about how Reeceson was always going out of his way to make sure everyone got home safely whenever they went out for drinks. They talked about the Reeceson as if he were a saint. I couldn't help but laugh at them a bit. They seemed to be really good friends to Reeceson. Which was a good thing.

      Once they finished up chatting with me they paid for the medicine and left. Since they had talked about Reeceson I had wanted to see him. It was an odd feeling that I was slowly getting used to it. I haven't had that feeling in a very long time. The feeling of wanting to see him or simply be in his company. It was a foreign feeling. Being a witch I did not think that I would be like my aunt or my grandmother and fall for a human. I hadn't intended to but sometimes it's destiny.

  Our hearts are the same as humans. We can bleed, we can die, we do get old eventually and we can love the same way a human can. It wasn't fair how we had been treated. How we still are being treated. You would think we could beg for our freedom. But alas we can not. Humans refuse to grow or change with the world. I can only hope that one day if I decide to tell Reeceson my secret he keeps it. But the soldier in him may be afraid of me. He may even want to kill me. Am I afraid to die? No....Do I want to die? No...Will I protect myself against him? Yes I will. Questions I have to ask myself before I tell him.

   When I think about it, it is quite the problem. It is complicated enough when humans lie to each other. It is even worse when a witch has a human friend in whom she has been lying to since she met him.

   Why do relationships or even friendships end in betrayal?

    Is it that weird of a question to ask someone? "The one you betrayed." Doesn't it leave a bad taste in your mouth afterwards? Maybe if I could learn after 200 years how to think more like a human, I would be better off. Think like a human and act like a witch. Easier said than done, but it wouldn't hurt.

  Giving advice is much easier than trying it. Layla always asks me questions and it's easy to be open and honest with her. But it is also easy to tell her what she wants to hear. It's all in the timing and I believe she would react. Is it bad to want to blend into the cliches of being a young woman? I wouldn't think it would be. But it seems to me you really can not be successful unless you are a beautiful woman. Or you are married. Otherwise you're treated like less of a human. And more like an animal.

     This is all a realization of the world that I live in. Who knows maybe one day I will see human progress. Or maybe they will stay the same. If I have children how will I teach them about the world? Do I even want them to know who they are? They shouldn't live in  fear and cower in the darkness. They should experience the sun. But right now i should focus on staying alive in order to see that future.