Dozens Of Feelings

DOF #9 || Demons

[Flash Fiction]

"Hi, I'm Nurse Lilliene!"

"..."

"Why do I often see you here in the hospital?"

"Because they want me to kill me."

"Who?"

"Demons. They always put me in danger."

"Oh. Don't let them. Fight them or kill them if it's necessary."

"..."

"Well... Killing is bad. But if they do harm you, at least, defend yourself. The last time I checked, they're just demons, and you are you. Be brave and fight them!"

"Perhaps...you're... right. Thank you, Nurse Lilliene!"

The terror run through my neck down to my spine as pictures of our little conversation came flooding my mem'ry. That short but frightening conversation and my conscience had found their way through my veins. They're eating me, greedily.

My hands are too shaky to hold tightly on the mug, but I forced myself to hold onto it and never let it fall and break. Not this time. I'll hold tighter this time. Why did I let her fall?

I could have done something.

But I've done something. I've said something. It's bad, isn't it? No. Its beyond that word.

Wicked.

I put the mug down and take the crumpled paper they saw in her room after the incident. They gave it to me but I'm afraid what's in it. Why would they give me this? I barely know that kid.

Slowly, I opened the paper...

Those demons in my head, they told me to hurt myself. They're so mean to me. But they are there, in my head, taking part of myself, taking control over myself. They are... me. But I don't like them! And I want them to stop. To stop making me confuse! To stop planting anger in my heart! To stop hurting me! And so, I'll kill them. All will be gone. :)

P.S. I'll tied them up and put them to the water because just like me, they don't know how to swim. I'm going to drown them down! Brilliant, right? This is originally my idea... Well with a little help of someone. Thank you N.L.!

N.L. for Nurse Lilliene.

That's my name. This is me! O-oh God... N-now I know...

I can hear her voice now. Victoriously laughing. After numerous attempts, she now succeeded. And I helped her. Why did I do—No! Why did I say those words? But I didn't know that it can cause her death. I didn't know her situation. I didn't know...

I should've seen it.

I should've known it.
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Lesson

•Alamin mo muna ang buong istorya bago magbitaw ng salita. You might not know, you have changed how he/she perceive life because of what you've said, but you are still responsible.

•Choose the right language for its corresponding listener. There are some situations where a word is a MUST NOT to be said, just like what had happened to the poor little girl. Know your language, know whom you're talking to. Be sensitive enough.