I logged off, crying. I couldn't bare the thought of losing you. Losing you was as if I was losing my very own self, yet, for your sake I took my leave. I was unwanted – a pest, a parasite that crawled through your daily life like an unmentionable disease. I was despicable and unimportant. Later that night, I scanned through the RuneScape forum and it was littered with popular stories of my own kind, blatantly flaming our ways – it broke my heart. What vile and spiteful texts they were! How hateful, how insulting! THIS was where they poisoned you against me! THIS was where my kind was stereotyped, exploited, and executed at the leisure of your pen –! We were powerless and we bore your insults, mutely. For what cause was this hatred, so uncalled for? Surely, you regarded us as sub-humans. You thought we were six years olds, single-minded and unintelligent. True, you were right, we had no long, pretty, pretentious words to sugar up and paint our faces to hide the devil underneath.
I was only human … a human without the right to live.
You were all I had left in the world, you know, and I couldn’t ask for more. It was all my fault and I wished I had never been born. What was life, when the very fruit it bore was sour with contempt? What was life, when its very purpose was to be denied and excluded? What was life, when each very breath that I took was but to multiply the curses on my head?
I took the easy way out – pills. Perhaps I’ll find a friend in the next life, and perhaps one day I’ll even become more like you: more acceptable, more pleasing to the eyes. Perhaps, eventually, I will find someone, someone who cared, someone who enjoys my company – someone who will love me for who I am. Think of the possibility…
I don’t care how long that’ll take me, be it ten lives or fifty, but a hundred is too long though.
Good night.
P.S. …I forgive you.
~~End~~
12-Feb-2011 17:55:17
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Englishkid62
