Post by sweetdreams on Mar 3, 2014 1:54:13 GMT
Special
She's been having an odd feeling in the pit of her stomach these past few days. Unease is the only emotion that comes close to it.
How do I know this, you ask? Well it's difficult to explain. Basically, my kind has a special connection with emotions, that other species don't seem to have.
Call it a gift, call it a curse, I don't care. It is what it is.
Her unease is getting stronger. What could be the matter with her? Then something crossed my mind that I hadn't thought of before.
Is... Is she aware of me...?
No.
No, she couldn't be. I've hid myself well, past the tree line behind her house. There is no way she would have seen me. I refuse to let that happen.
Not yet.
I have restrained myself from going into the open for three months. Watching her. Getting to know her through her emotions and her conversations. I've grown to love her voice. It's almost as if I know her personally. It takes every ounce of my strength not to climb down from my safe haven in the trees and comfort her when she's upset. Or laugh with her when she's happy.
But I doubt that would ever happen. She would probably be horrified if she saw me.
Human being are too petty and undeveloped to understand. They don't have the strength to see past a pretty face and I to the soul, as my kind do.
Sure, we are "ugly" or "vile" in their eyes, but none of that matters to us. Attractiveness does not tell anything about a being. The outside is simply a husk holding in the truly beautiful essence of, well...
Truth.
The click of her door closing brought me back to reality. Where would she be going at this hour?
But then it hit me. She's no longer uneasy. She's a combination of determined and... Fearful. Something was definitely wrong. It made my stomach churn to think that she was in danger.
She didn't go to her car like I thought she would. Instead, she walked to the back of her house and began walking towards...
Me.
Was I not careful enough? Did she see me? A wave of feelings clouded my mind. I was nervous to see her so close, I was scared to see her reaction towards me, but most of all, I was excited. I might actually get to meet her.
Maybe she won't be like the others. Maybe she won't care about my appearance.
Maybe she's special.
She was only a few trees away from the one I was perched in. She looked around at the trees above her. She was looking for something. She was looking for me.
"... Hello?" She sang. "Who's out here?"
Her voice made my heart throb. This is it. She knows about me. Perhaps I wasn't as cautious as I thought before.
I took a deep breath and jumped swiftly from my branch, to the ground twenty feet below with ease. I was a mere three feet in front of her.
She just stared. I could sense her fear intensifying. And it broke my heart when I realized that I, in fact, was the root of her fear. The root of her unease these past few days.
She screamed.
"You're a monster..." She spoke quietly before she turned to run.
My adoration for her quickly faded to disgust. And hatred. I was wrong. She's just like the rest.
She's not special.
How could I be so wrong about her? All I saw in her was love. And courage. It overshadowed her negative qualities, I assume.
I caught up with her in seconds and grabbed her arm. Before she could scream again I hushed her. And leaned in close.
"I thought our time together actually meant something. I thought you were special."
She stared in shock as I sighed, still holding her.
Without hesitation I grabbed her head in my hands and twisted it to the side sharply, breaking her neck.
"Maybe the next one will be special..." I said, ambling back towards the shelter of the trees.
~Jana
She's been having an odd feeling in the pit of her stomach these past few days. Unease is the only emotion that comes close to it.
How do I know this, you ask? Well it's difficult to explain. Basically, my kind has a special connection with emotions, that other species don't seem to have.
Call it a gift, call it a curse, I don't care. It is what it is.
Her unease is getting stronger. What could be the matter with her? Then something crossed my mind that I hadn't thought of before.
Is... Is she aware of me...?
No.
No, she couldn't be. I've hid myself well, past the tree line behind her house. There is no way she would have seen me. I refuse to let that happen.
Not yet.
I have restrained myself from going into the open for three months. Watching her. Getting to know her through her emotions and her conversations. I've grown to love her voice. It's almost as if I know her personally. It takes every ounce of my strength not to climb down from my safe haven in the trees and comfort her when she's upset. Or laugh with her when she's happy.
But I doubt that would ever happen. She would probably be horrified if she saw me.
Human being are too petty and undeveloped to understand. They don't have the strength to see past a pretty face and I to the soul, as my kind do.
Sure, we are "ugly" or "vile" in their eyes, but none of that matters to us. Attractiveness does not tell anything about a being. The outside is simply a husk holding in the truly beautiful essence of, well...
Truth.
The click of her door closing brought me back to reality. Where would she be going at this hour?
But then it hit me. She's no longer uneasy. She's a combination of determined and... Fearful. Something was definitely wrong. It made my stomach churn to think that she was in danger.
She didn't go to her car like I thought she would. Instead, she walked to the back of her house and began walking towards...
Me.
Was I not careful enough? Did she see me? A wave of feelings clouded my mind. I was nervous to see her so close, I was scared to see her reaction towards me, but most of all, I was excited. I might actually get to meet her.
Maybe she won't be like the others. Maybe she won't care about my appearance.
Maybe she's special.
She was only a few trees away from the one I was perched in. She looked around at the trees above her. She was looking for something. She was looking for me.
"... Hello?" She sang. "Who's out here?"
Her voice made my heart throb. This is it. She knows about me. Perhaps I wasn't as cautious as I thought before.
I took a deep breath and jumped swiftly from my branch, to the ground twenty feet below with ease. I was a mere three feet in front of her.
She just stared. I could sense her fear intensifying. And it broke my heart when I realized that I, in fact, was the root of her fear. The root of her unease these past few days.
She screamed.
"You're a monster..." She spoke quietly before she turned to run.
My adoration for her quickly faded to disgust. And hatred. I was wrong. She's just like the rest.
She's not special.
How could I be so wrong about her? All I saw in her was love. And courage. It overshadowed her negative qualities, I assume.
I caught up with her in seconds and grabbed her arm. Before she could scream again I hushed her. And leaned in close.
"I thought our time together actually meant something. I thought you were special."
She stared in shock as I sighed, still holding her.
Without hesitation I grabbed her head in my hands and twisted it to the side sharply, breaking her neck.
"Maybe the next one will be special..." I said, ambling back towards the shelter of the trees.
~Jana
