CHAPTER 2: Book

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That was the last word I got from the old woman before I saw myself in the busy town of Bakhir, where everyone didn't want to stumble on me, and I saw a book on my left hand, confused about where I got it.

Is it from that library? Is it the old woman who gave it to me?

I was breathing to myself, settling to go home because it looked like this day was uneventful. I want to take a cab, but it seems no one wants to drive me home for fear that they will know their looming future.

As I walk, I can't remove my mind from the book. I chose to leave the book on the bench because it gave me an unnatural feeling. I passed by, didn't look at it again.

I continued to stroll down, making my way back home where I live alone. Even though I once had a family, I was too sad that they also didn't want me.

Whatever, as if I needed them.

When I got home, I lay down comfortably, remembering what happened a while ago and asking myself endless questions because before I got here I had passed on the same road I took before I saw myself in the middle of town, but I didn't see that damn library and the old and creepy woman.

Am I hallucinating? Did I just completely lose my mind because I had nobody to talk to? That's really disturbing.

To completely remove the things that were intruding on my mind, I dragged myself up, took a bath, and decided to visit my maze, where anyone who enters will get lost. I only discovered this location because my old town, Edom, wanted to erase my existence because they believed I was responsible for the city's future demise. What a pity and a laugh for me! Responsible for a city's demise? That's too absurd.

In the past, my family never loved me, they believed I was cursed because my eyes possessed something frightening.

What would be frightening in my eyes?

Well, I just see someone's soul the moment I look into their eyes, and I can see their future, whether good or bad. As a kid like me, of course I'm going to tell my family about that because I do not understand what that was, but I didn't know it would also be the reason for me being cast away from the city I came from.

Damn, what a trashy reason!

I will be living on my own for 12 years from now. Yes! That damn city cast me away at the age of 8 and this midnight would be my twentieth birthday and there's nothing special about it.

As I felt the cold water from the rain run down my body, I awoke from my reverie and felt the empty hole in my chest.

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