Cosmic Killer

I'm not insane!

I didn't know what to think, I didn't know what to feel... 

I was alone. Broken. Devastated. Enraged... But most of all, confused. At my own emotions and thoughts. I had no reaction about the birds and not much of a reaction to this. Now, I know what you you're thinking, 

'Cos, why did you say you were feeling all these things if you weren't felling anything?

First, don't call me Cos. Second, I was beginning to question if these feelings were really what I thought they were. What I thought was devastation felt like a warm, comforting feeling. my brain was loving it. but why?

At this moment I was speed walking down the street to my "home," which was really just a spot in an alley that I had claimed with a cardboard box. Yep, real great. I began to sweat, and get nervous while walking back. The voices were trying to sort through our emotions too.

Why is our brain like this?

I don't know. How could anyone possibly know?

You've got a good point... Only normal people know.

Normal people don't think this way, normal people are sad when their friend dies, normal peopl-

"WELL I'M NOT NORMAL." I blurted out suddenly. My breathing was heavy, and sharp when I inhaled. I stopped walking, and placed a hand on the back of my skull. I could feel an anxiety attack coming on! FUN RIGHT!? I looked up for a moment to see an older woman, maybe about 60, stopping to feed some nearby pigeons. She saw my outburst. Oh God.

"I'm not insane!" I nervously reassured her, with a shaky laugh to top it off.

Way to go, like that's gonna help at all...

"WHAT DO YOU KNOW?!" I snapped my glare back to the ground and felt my head again. 

The lady cleared her throat "Are you alright dear?" she asked. I looked up at her again and saw her hair looked kinda like Hilary Clinton's, but black. She had on a purple cat sweater, hoop earrings, and looked like she belonged on a 'forever 61' magazine. (do those exist? They should...) 

I stood up straight and plastered on a fake smile. "Yes ma'am!" I said, and awkwardly saluted her.

"oh!" she looked confused. "Were you in the army or something?"

 I face palmed. You just had to solute... DIDN'T YOU?

"no ma'am, I was not in the army."I responded, and walked a step closer. After that we just kind of stared at each other for a while. The silence was so satisfying, that the voices in my head stopped. I hadn't experienced a silence like this for a long time, so I knew it wouldn't last.

"What's your name dear?" the woman asked reluctantly. damn it... She had to ruin it, didn't she? I wanted to slap her on the head and yell at every one, but then stop so no one would make anymore noise, but...

"Cosmia Black, ma'am." Was all I said. "Yours?"

"I'm Georgia Lake. My parents didn't exactly think my name through..." we both let out a small chuckle, and Georgia reached out her hand. I shook it and smiled at her, and to my surprise she smiled back. We both let go, and I adjusted my coat a little.

"Cosmia, why are you wearing a jacket that's so small?"

"Oh, Um..." I looked at the ground. "This jacket it really the least of my problems Ms.Lake." I turned around and pointed to a nearby alley. "I live right around there. With no parents, no money, no food..." I shrugged. "I guess a small jacket is better than all that, then, right?" I gave weak smile, and a small laugh. When I looked back at Georgia, she was looking intently at my alley. But when she saw me looking she placed her hand on my shoulder. 

"Why don't I give you something to eat, and a place to stay for the night dear?" she asked. I could tell she felt bad for me, but didn't know how to help. Little did she know, I hadn't eaten in 4 days. I was trying not to steal until it was absolutely necessary, because my boss would have given me a promotion. And I was planning on stealing today but... well anyways.

"Yeah, It's been a while since I've had a decent meal." I responded 

 she smiled, and led me to a street nearby. We walked in silence to her house, and I liked that. I also liked the fact that I was actually going to a house for a change. And best of all, my luck was finally changing. But not for long I'm afraid.

Not for long?! What does that mean?!

Oh shut up and enjoy what we've got right now.

WHATEVER!!!
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Sry for the short chapter Guys... Kinda wrote this pretty fast so... Yeah.

Vote, comment, all that shit. Bye.

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