Mistakes

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You know those silly white lies, the ones where you don't actually lie? They're hard to handle, because no one will know the actual truth unless you were there.

"We were just watching a movie"
"Kinda watching a movie, mostly making out".

You know that I cant tell them they are lying, its suspicious, and as far as I know I'm the only one like this.

Its easy to hear those little lies, its when you ask your self these questions, is when everything goes to hell.

I can ask you any question and get the truthful answer its something I was able to do when I was young, which is why I was put in a mental hospital for 2 years fearing my own existence will hurt someone. No body should go through that at the age of 10. But I am 17 now and I've learned to control it ,mostly, when the room is too quiet it will kick up, therefore tests are hard to take without making it look like I studied alot. But I am considered the bad kid, because I knew why the other kid disliked me and I would bring it up to them, and of course they would get angry and cause problems. Those kids were taken care of though. One thing everyone dislikes me of is my fearlessness, but I fear only one thing and it happened along time ago.

I remember it like the back of my hand, me crying in my blinding white bathroom because my friends death, and everyone refused to tell me the truth. I looked it my mirror looking at the wreck of a girl. Hair is tangled and continuously falling in her face, her green eyes extreamly vibrant because of the visible streaks of wetness down her face, her clothes all wrinkled and parts are wet from tears. That girl was taking raspy breaths and wiping her nose every two seconds. That girl was me, and I know I shouldn't have said that. But I did anyway.

"Why couldn't I live in blissful silence of not knowing?"
"Death is important to know about"
"Why am I able to do this?"
"You're special"
"Am I even human?"
"No"

The last word set me off that scratchy female voice repeating "no" over and over, echoing from all directions.

That is the reason I do this, find people, mostly predators and kidnappers have been the ones I have found the most. Murderers are fun to find though. Its not a job I get paid to do. Its something I've chosen to do, find the bad people and eliminate them, I've never been caught, because I'm not one of them.

But it was a mistake that had to be made, its the reason that you are next.

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⏰ Last updated: Mar 28, 2020 ⏰

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