Insecurities

It Came..

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I'm actually a very normal person. I like normal things which normal people like. I like being normal, you see. It spares me the bother of trying to go against 'the flow'.

But one normal day, I found out it isn't as normal as before. I don't know what to make of this. I make sure I live a normal life. And I soon realized that the more I try to make my life normal, the more it becomes abnormal.

So abnormal that people avoided me. But why? I only wanted to be normal. I wanted to be like other people. I reach out to them but they only give me frightened looks and scurry away.

Why?

Is it because of the knife I hold in my hand?