L A R R Y

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There were so many questions about my life, what I was becoming, that I never got answers to, like why my mother neglected to inform me about my father, why my sisters hated him so much, who else was missing from my family tree that my mother decided not to tell me about... Why was I so empty inside? All my life I had been sheltered from the horrors of this murderous world but now I was alone, exposed to it all, spreading like a disease over me, the numbness of my body, the deadly stench filling my nose with filth, burnings my eyes with disgusting and disturbing images of people struggling to feed themselves, the heart wrenching sounds of a mother weeping over her lifeless child, it was all overwhelming for me... until I found myself wandering into a busy crowd, suddenly floating away from the dark and painful ally I desperately attempted to run away from. I felt bad for not doing anything to help, but as I turned around, I found myself at the stairs of a subway station. I take the steps two at a time, happy to be out of the horrendous flocks of people surrounding me. The air was slightly muggy despite, the crisp summer air up above me. The roar of the train startled me and I chuckle nervously. I still wasn't used to being out on my own yet, or getting to know my way around for that matter. The train seized and I leisurely stroll past as one of the doors opened. I take a quick look inside, catching a man the same height as I was, wearing a black jacket and a pair of sunglasses. His facial features were identical to mine. At first I thought I was looking at my own reflection but the theory was quickly shot down by the long twist, the shades, and the fact that he was standing on the opposite side of the train than I was. As I continue to stare, he removes his sunglasses obviously astounded as I was. He seemed more terrified than surprised as he brushed past me to remove himself from the now closing door. I let him by, looking at the ground, wondering how something like this could happen, who was he why did he look like me, was my mother hiding something from me again? I shake my head and keep walking, constantly seeing flashes of the stranger that looked exactly like me.....

Who the hell was he?

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