The Devil In My Eye

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I was born really unlikely.. how unlike exactly? Well for starters, ever since the day I was born I was cursed
I was born with heterochromia, most of you, hell actually, majority of you probably think "oh hey heterochromia, is pretty cool" if only it were cool

Unlike a normal person with heterochromia, I am special a valuable gem which was valuable but not beautiful. They all failed to realize the beauty I had, thanks to them I also failed to see the beauty of my right -eye because of those foolish bastards

To start off my horrible curse ,which now of course is a blessing,as I said before I was born with heterochromia, my left eye is a dull, Matt Black eye. My right eye, well let's just say it looked like a demon's eye.

The doctors were all shocked when I opened my eyes, more shocked than my parents for some reason. My sclera is black, pure black and to top it off, my iris is red.

Mom said the nurse even fainted when she saw my eye.

The doctors wanted to run some tests on me, stating that I could have lost my life If they didn't. But my mother said she had refused. I didn't think about it much, it's just that, I had wondered why I hadn't died.

To make matters worse, my mother had named me Romeo. YES ROMEO, the reason she did was because she had always loved the story of Romeo and juilet. I always thought of it as a stupid story which makes no sense.

And to add a cherry on top,I didn't have a father growing up, why you ask? I don't know ,  mother is also a Lesbain. She raised me with her girlfriend.

Growing up, I was known as the "Akuma no ko"(devil's child), because I was born on Friday the 13th plus I had an eye that looked as if it belonged to a devil.

Naturally, I was teased and bullied by other kids and I had no friends. If I wasn't being teased or bullied by a kid, they would run and cry from me whenever they saw me.

Eventually, I got used to the life style of loneliness and I'm not that type of person to cry and sob around about the fact that I had no friends or a father,

As the most cliche proverb goes, it's no use crying over spilled milk.

Besides, after seeing Tokyo ghoul, I've gotten fond of my eye.

You may think that I'm lonely, but I'm happier than a widow who lost her husband. I mean, think about it. She spent her life loving a man who ended up dead and she's more prone to being depressed then the people who die without getting married.

I would just ignore the outside world with my headphones. It's me and ken against the world. Yes, I named my headphones ken. To those of you who don't know, I didn't name him after the ken from Barbie.

I named him after ken kaneki, from Tokyo ghoul, which is an anime with a boy who has an eye like mine, his life is more complicated then mine.

I would put on my headphones and blast my music loud to escape from reality, into a world were there are other freaky outcasts like me. Each song is like a endless portal to another world. A world full of hope, possibilities and happiness. Music is life itself and life is music.

This is the story, about depression and the horrors of being a demon in the society of humans. To think that I had existed as a human once..