Nothing was real. Not the things I touched, not the people I saw, not the food I tasted not the sounds I heard and not even the girl I fell in love with.
Riddled. I was riddled; full of disease. Or so I was told. But was I sick, or were they? As soon as I was born, I was taken to the hospital to check my brain. And instead of the blueish white which usually appears on the screen within seconds, the X-Ray was red.
I didn't know if I was normal, or if other people were normal. But there is one thing I am sure of; normal can be whatever you want it to be.
When you decide to put an end to the things that ruin you, with one swift movement you'll be able to.
All that is surrounding you is an illusion, a hallucination. And when I tried to warn you, I failed.
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Riddled.
عاطفيةVincent is someone who knows none of the vices of society. He escapes his house, or the house that he was caged in, to try and find out who he is. Everybody always told him that he had 'the disease' and that he had a red X-Ray, but nobody knew anyth...
