Sometimes, I feel like I wasn't myself. I feel like I never own me. Various memories, cut scenarios and a lot of weirder things. I wasn't sure and I chose to ignore it, the way everyone ignores me. I am a 20-year old woman with no family and friends, yes, I live by myself.
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Today, I fought with them—the students of St. Isidore, they are my classmates. They love pissing me off and I lost it.
I'm having my little world in the corner of the room. I always do. I put on my earphone and decided to sleep while waiting for our teacher to come. I'm almost drown into sleeping when someone suddenly touch me, I've always hated it. I was shock by it and they laugh upon seeing my reaction. I told myself that I'll fight it but I failed.
My view turned black and I'm not in my right mind again. I don't know what happened but suddenly they all shout. I can't think clearly and I don't know what happened too but the next thing I knew was me holding my ballpoint pen that stuck inside my classmate's stomach and blood scattered directly on my clothes.
They all turned pale and slowly making their steps backward and I laugh unconsciously. Why? Why am I laughing? I should be scared! and suddenly I speak, "What's wrong guys? Did I scare you all?" Hearing me speak makes them shiver and run out of the room.
I thought I was being chase by everyone but I'm the one who's actually chasing them. On my right hand was the pen I used to stab my classmate and I'm doing it again—no, she made me do it, again. They run like crazy and I run laughing. I am enjoying this whole thing when suddenly an alarm ringed.
I woke up from the loud beat of my heart and a cold sweat dripping from my neck.
Woah, what a great morning to start.
I click my tongue and get up to go straight to the bathroom. I rinse my face to remove the horror I felt brought by the nightmare. After finishing everything, someone knock on the door—my neighbor. She handed me a box covered with red cloth. they always do it out of pity which I never needed in the first place. Setting my side comments on my mind, I smiled and said 'thank you' to Miss Madison. I kept it inside my bag and head straight to school.
Walking down from the car, I ignore everyone like they always do to me. While I'm busy fixing the cord of my headset I heard the weird sound again I stop what I'm doing right away something snapped I heard it! I tried looking around but just like every day, it seems like no one actually heard it. Like the usual, I ignore it and seat down to my seat.
without looking, I know that everyone's eyes are on me. An accident occurs last week and even though they don't mention anything I know they're accusing me. It was the woman from section A, she commits suicide but I saw something wrong in her cold body—a stab. I chose to remain silent than cause a ruckus within the campus and alarm everyone's guard. But even after that they still suspects me of that murder.
There are lots of creepy things lingering around the campus I am well aware of that but the idea of me doing those creepy things always appear on their minds because of my personality. I am a typical loner and I never talk to anyone in our class. I heard them saying about something like me being a psycho and a lot of more unusual things. I never payed attention to any of those.
Hours passed and its already time to go home. Each and every one of my classmates are keeping their distance at me like I am some sort of contagious disease, they never get tired of doing it over and over. The recent issue is the main topic of the students last week up until today. I know much so I decided to shut down the world again when a deep voice starts to cover my surrounding.
Vienna... Vienna... Vienna...
Never.... ever... forget.
I own you, I created you.
The voice slowly faded murmuring the same thing—my name.
