Why Change?

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They're dead, they're all dead! How? I have no clue! I see...   a girl. Who is that? Its Caroline! She's alive! Why am I happy about this? I don't know, I thought I wanted to end the human race... I run anyway though, I run to her and as I go, the beating gets louder. bum bum bum bum. BUM BUM BUM BUM. BUM BUM BUM BUM. ---- but when I reach her, it all stops. I stop. Am I dead? I look around. It just looks like it did before the beating stopped; white, dead bodies behind me and Caroline... Caroline. She's staring at me deep into the very pits of my mind, though her eyes look dead. And that's not it, she's smiling too. Not any of the whole happy huggy smile, but a smile that to man should ever have to see. Her lips played the role of a child, she was smiling with beautiful teeth, but her cheeks twitched furiously as blood suddenly appeared, tainting the beautiful smile. Soon there was a heart, the heart of her mothers, in a hand of hers outstretched to me. it was as ripe as any heart could be. Then she held out the other, where what looked like a dried prune sat upon her palm. I soon figured out that it represented her heart, but she wouldn't let the ripe heart anywhere close to it, as if it were a child and her heart was poison. suddenly Caroline disappeared and someone was silently weeping at my feet. She was in a praying position, silent, and not noticing me. I went to tap her with my shoe but I went right through her, what is this? I looked back up to see her the age she is now, but she's crying. Her face is soft and sad that I just felt like hugging her. Then she begins to speak.  "I have strayed from my pasture, only a lamb needing my Shepard to comfort me, and to guide me. He will work in ways unimaginable, and he will bring me back home." And then it hit me.

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