Chapter 2- People are weird.

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For the rest of the day,that blurry figure was on my mind...sinking in deeper every time...like a full eclipse,it was occupying the entirety of my thoughts,and it felt so different from what I was used to.
After class,I'd gone back to my usual spot,sitting on top of a small brick wall that would lead to a small 19 feet drop,6 meters might not sound much,but still be dangerous,yet it feels rather calming to sit on that ledge,down below,I could see people looking,judging as I listened to an Arctic Monkeys song,I wasn't fully bothered by them,but I wasn't unaware either,but I kept sitting there,"playing" a fake guitar with my leg while listening to what my musical choices offered,it was good,until I spotted the shadow again,it was within a group of girls I didn't quite know,but could remember their faces easily,and it stared at me,as if waiting for something...I easily try to get off that ledge and follow it back down,but as soon as I step the floor,it disappears again...was it..worrying?
Or was it waiting to see if I'd fall?
I take out my headphones and for a little,I hear a voice.
"-How could I ever be wishing you harm?"
The voice was like a unison from all directions,with no source as I looked around,but couldn't find anything
It vanished as quickly as it came,so I shrugged it off,even though it was a moment that gave me goosebumps,so I put my headphones back on to evade the sound of other people before heading to Gym class,one that I generally tend to enjoy if the physical component of the class packs a punch,like a stress reliever that forces your physical boundaries,especially if like me,you have, but not seeming physical boundaries..But it comes to mind that I jinxed it,for the teacher told us to play table tennis...a sport...that requires friendly contact...look,I'm all up for soccer,and greco-roman kneeling fighting,I guess can be distracting,but table tennis?
Geez....well...fortunately not enough tables were set so I just stood there,waiting for time to pass,if eventually be hit by a ball or two,but only for bad aiming.
I soon started walking around the area,talking to myself out loud.
"-People are weird beings...we live in a society depicted by rules made by others,supposedly protected by the strength of others and driven by the fashions of others,we do nothing on our own..,except complain,we do that daily,it's kinda unsettling actually...but still..We're all predicted to act the same to be "part of the pack",but it's so dull and confusing,because even though they all try to be part of something,they all can't stand a second without differing from each other...which causes some if not many disturbances..that's why I stopped trying to connect to people,they're too complicated...and I'm included in that fact too,after all,I am a person..But just...We all see it,most simply don't talk about it..."
I stop talking as another ball bounces off against my leg and a girl reaches my vicinity.
"-Here you go..."
She simply nodded..as if I wasn't even worthy of a simple thanks...
I stood back afterwards,leaning against a wall...I was struck with that scene...of not being worth anything,a simple word...but I am a loner after all..they might just not feel comfortable talking to a guy that's always on defense...or maybe because of my history of panic attacks near them...But still...even after a year...and they still only see that...it's truly a tricky society we live in...we screw up and we're glanced at from thereafter...
I want to go home...I feel discomfort and nausea...my stomach aches and my head hurts,as much as my throat hurts...yet...I don't say a word and wait for the class to end.
After another 20 minutes rambling to myself,the class ends and I quickly run home,taking the same bus as usual,I enjoy the small trip though..of course,everything sounds better with some good old Bon Jovi,even if just a simple bus ride,it could come at you like a music video,so I simply imagine.
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I know,short chapter,sorry,but it's kinda getting late and I still have some things to get in order so I can get the third chapter as soon as possible

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