My Story Begins Here. . .
Run Run Run… I know for sure I need to run. I couldn’t look back. I know they surely would hunt me down. I don’t know for how long or how far I run but my I must escape for my life is at stake. I couldn’t breathe properly. I haven’t caught my breath yet. I can’t feel the pain for every scratch I made or the bruise I created. I sense someone was watching me I need to escape and I need to escape that gaze.
Finally I was far from where I came from. Finally… It was already dark. I need to make myself a camp.
It was chilly that night. All I had is tattered clothing but I don’t feel cold. I already prepared a fire to keep me warm. I lied down and looked at the stars and named every constellation present that night. Funny..? How did I know their names?
Huh..? I don’t have a name at all or a past, all I remember was I needed to escape from them. Them..? Who are them? I was going crazy. The pressure and headache seems to be saying something to me but I can’t figure it out. I didn’t have an identity. Am I real? Do I even exist? Ha Ha Ha… Why am I laughing? Huh? Are these tears? They seem to have fallen on their own.
I woke up the next day; the sun has yet to rise. I seem to have cried myself to sleep. But I needed to walk further more. It was lonely and hot while walking. But urgh! Why does my head hurt again?! Go find the butcher across the valley. Some one just whispered me my destination. Huh? My headache also disappeared.
And so my journey begins here.
