It was the middle of October the leaves were falling, I was sitting on a bench watching as people walked by my legs were swinging. I studied every face that walked by me quietly. Everyone was strange, unique in one way or another even twins had something different about them. I felt "Ordinary" compared to everyone else. What's wrong with me?
Have you ever noticed the stars, how they twinkle and never stay in one place for very long? Or how the leaves change and fall from the trees on a roundabout cycle? Nothing more pleased me than the small things, the small differences in the world that made all the change at the same time. I walk a lonely road, an empty sidewalk of people who would never understand what decisions could leave the world in shambles or leave it glowing. I watched as they sat on benches not realizing that no one could really fool the world. What a shame.
I Didn't sit there long, i stood up and started to walk listening to the sounds of my feet crunching leaves, and the soles of my shoes tapping against the pavement along with others. I continued to watch people some giving me looks others just walking by with no issues, the world, this world we lived in was filled with all sorts of marvelous or terrible things. I love humans, i see myself as a god who is the most "Ordinary" although i'm anything but that. Someone who sees themselves as a god? Who loves humans, No more like loves to watch them fall and break.
I heard someone humming an unfamiliar tune and I turned to look, but just as I did so I almost ran into someone else who thought it would be a good idea to give me the middle finger. A gesture I presume most common in society today. How we managed to survive this long has long since abandoned my mind, piles and piles of stupidity has created an uproar long enough that our ancestors ancestors will be scratching their minds wondering why. I continue to walk definitely focused on my own mind and making sure I didn't run into anyone else.
I stopped in my tracks picking up a small autumns Leaf off the ground and chuckled to myself, Humans are just like these leafs, they can seem perfect on the outside but can be crushed by the simplest things, I laughed to myself crushing the leaf in my hand i seemed like a crazy person but i didn't care i smirked as i continued to walk Putting my hands in the pockets of my brown fur trimmed coat.
I didn't want to start by saying this because then you may find me mad but now is more of an appropriate time to say, I recently just escaped the mental ward of the psychiatric hospital two states away. I'm wanted for two accounts of murder but pleaded guilty under law of insanity. They diagnosed me with schizophrenia and severe depression. I like the smell and sight of blood oozing out of an undeserving human, it calms the nerves. I walk this path ignoring the sights, ignoring the voices and ignoring the fact that any of these people could be a cop. Anyone could be out to get me. I clench the pocket knife in my dime store jacket and smile downwards while watching my feet.
People, Humans say i need help. I don't, i've heard countless times of me being diagnosed with silly things, one of my friends even tried to give me AntiDepressants. This made me laugh, such a human thing i'm not human. I don't see myself as one making this Impossible, Right? I walked into an alley way quietly it seemed to be a dead end but there was always that dumpster at the back, i climbed up it, it made me just tall enough to reach a ladder at the side of a building. I climbed to the roof sitting at the ledge i always did this. It was "Normal" i swung my legs at the edge watching my beloved humans at the bottom, giggling as they rushed around.
I quietly sang the song that held so much comfort for me when I was handcuffed to a metal bed with nurses coming in every five minutes to overdose me with medicines that did nothing.
"Hush little Ailbe don't say a word, mama's gonna die and so will the turds and if those turds don't bleed to death, Alibe's going to just keep stabbing them again."
