Game of Life

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"Why was I so mesmerized?"

Sometimes you don't understand anything. All you can understand is the simplicity of the favour you were given. Sometimes, it doesn't even make sense. Sometimes, I don't even care.

Clicking with the mouse once more, clicking it so hard that the actual mouse was on the verge of destruction. I hated it.

Supposed to die. I never belonged.

"Of course you did."She smiles.

Shut up. Stop lying however all I could see her was her smile, that signature smile. Which never seemed to disappear no matter how many times I would cuss and scream and fall and tumble. It seemed that no matter how hard I tried I couldn't get myself to hurt her. Instead I stood lifeless in front of her.

Wings of pale white and innocence spread to protect me but why me. This was the moment, I was going to die. Let it be over and done with. Let this body decay and fall. Her wings were going to stain a perfect red by helping me. I let out a coy laugh behind a coiled finger. I glanced at the people behind me. They were gone.

What is my purpose?

"Your purpose?" She giggled.

Please stop talking so innocently. I laid a hand on my face, glancing up at nothing. What was nothing? Was it white, was it black? I tilted my head for quick second. Useless memories..I don't need them.

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