Why me ?

"Why me!" I screamed . I had done it again. Slowly my world, my whole family was coming to an end. First my father, then mother and now my sister. It was all because of this horrible disease.

I was an SKD case,i.e.,Sudden Killing Disorder patient. Whenever I got angry I had the urge to kill. I picked up any pointed object and killed somebody, anybody nearby, or even strangulated them to death.

The authorities couldn't do anything. I intentionally didn't kill anybody. It was my disease , a dangerous disorder, but a pain in the neck for me too.

All they could do was lock me up in a dark cold room, naked , for a week ,after I had killed . They said it was the treatment meted out to all the rare people found with SKD. They said that by putting me in a dark, cold room, they were trying to kill the foreign ,disorder causing cells that had entered my body while my mother was expecting ,as those cells had a low freezing point.

But I entirely couldn't blame my mother , it wasn't her fault. Well she didn't know what her doctor was doing. My doctor told me that my mother's gynecologist might have used a syringe or instrument which had touched the cells of a member of the dog family because the SKD syndrome got its symptons from the sudden anger of the dog family.

See the dirty malpractice in medicine , the doctor's couldn't even use different instruments for humans and dogs.

The doctors said that while I was a foetus the cells of some dog had entered me and that is why I had this disease. They tried to console me , to keep me happy, but seeing the hospital every day, standing in a cold room ,naked, with nothing to do made me more angry , more mad , but I couldn't even cry , I didn't want to show them that my heart was broken.

I was mad at myself for killing the people I loved. I hated and despised myself because I was a murderer , a cold-blooded murderer. I even tried to commit suicide but the doctors said I was immune to death except from gunshots.

All my relatives ran away from me , well I was a monster and their lives were dear to them.

One day I was in the hospital and I had the sudden urge to kill my own doctor, I was angry with him ,his treatment was not working on me, and that's what I did , I killed him. The poor thing didn't even come to know what a dangerous beast he was trying to treat all he could do was scream.

His scream startled everyone nearby and they all tried to peep into the room through the glass .This behavior of mine shook all the hospital right from the CMO to the janitorial staff. A policeman barged into the doctor's room where the poor doctor was lying dead on the floor and I was standing right next to him with a operating knife in my hand. He handcuffed me and took me to the cold ,dark room and ripped off my clothes. Then I understood , this wasn't a treatment , it was a punishment. It made me more mad to think that the doctor had been deceiving me all this while. I tried to pull open the door, it did not budge. Then I tried to tear it out of its hinges but even after all my strength was lost , the door had not moved an inkling. These people had captured me . well I couldn't blame them , I was a monster, a mad monster and they had every right to be afraid of me. But it wasn't my fault also, I hadn't asked to be born like this.

Well since I had the few cells of a dog within me , they were treating me like a dog , just because their lives were dear to them . Was the term humanity lost ? Did no one love me anymore ? Did no one care for me? Just because i had killed my own doc ? 

The next morning a whole squad of the RAF came ,they opened the door of the freezing room. They told me that I had been inside for six weeks and any normal person would die in there after spending such a long time but well i was a monster , not a normal human . 

I expected doctor to come and help me with my clothes , and to sympathize with me , but there was no doctor in sight , just a few nurses scuttling around and the whole RAF. 

I asked them for my clothes but they laughed . They said that i had nothing to be shy of , they were all men . They handcuffed me again , tied my feet and gagged me and took me to their van . I tried to scream and ask them where they were taking me but only muffled sounds came out.  

They took me to an open ground . The media was there. I tried to scream ,"O shit ! Give me my damn clothes. I'm being shown all over the world , naked ." But they just said , "We can't understand you . Boy what are you worried about , the media knows their work , now come out . "  

God only knows what they had on their mind . I tried to behind the media people but they were trying to show me off as if i was a trophy of some sort. The media was way to eager to show me off . In such circumstances all i could do was look down on the ground and walk to where they lead me. 

I didn't know what they had in their minds but it definitely did not look something good. I was a beast , a murderer , they weren't obviously going to reward me for that . Were they ? 

One man of the RAF came u to me and i looked at him with pleading eyes and tried to question him with my eyes alone but i think he had a heart of stone. he didn't even react . He just pinned me to the ground. 

Then i saw all the soldiers forming a circle around me and they loaded their rifles. They opened my gag and ordered me to speak my last words . All i did was ask them what they were doing ? All they said was "Mercy Killing". 'Mercy Killing' .... What did they mean ??? And that's when i heard the sound of about fifty rifles being fired . Now i understood , they were going to shoot me . That's what they called 'Mercy Killing' . Killing a poor helpless boy naked in public. Well, i wasn't that helpless also. 

I cried, "Nooooo....." but all the fifty bullets pierced my abdomen . I didn't die immediately . I was a monster . I heard the media rushing out immediately to check my almost dead body . 'O! shut up .' They were broadcasting my naked self throughout the whole world . I heard the soldiers clapping high fives, crying out mercy killing mockingly, laughing and that's when i went off to sleep forever . 

But my sleep did not last long because i had to do one last task . I had to take revenge from the gynecologist for making me a monster and you can very well imagine what i did when she was pregnant ............