Who are you..?
Why are you looking at me like that?
Who are you?!
!!!
"AAh!!" I screeched, my body rising from it's unconscious state. A shiver shot through my spine and my temperature was off the charts. I was uncomfortable to say the least, my night shirt was moist from all the sweat and the feeling tightened around my chest. My hair was stuck to the back of my neck and dreaded over my eyes. What happened to me? Someone was speaking to me.
As my mind flipped back into reality, my first move was to arch my hand over to my phone, it was no surprise that it was a Monday, and I was once again late for college.
Normally, I would get away with being late but this event has be continuous throughout these past few months and i'm starting to run out of excuses. I need to change.
I got up and got dressed as quick as I could. Normally, I would've taken my time but today was important to my academics, I had an exam which would examine if I was suitable to continue my course which i've been studying for almost a year now. However, once i got downstairs, I was greeted by my mother and father. My father was actually my step-dad but i've been living with him since I was three years of age so i've grown up calling him my father. I've already been through many experiences where he disapproved of me calling him something else other than 'Dad', he thought it was rude if I ever called any of my parents by their names. I thought it was stupid.
Did I say greeted? I meant borderline threatened by them both. They refused to let me leave for college until I finished my morning chores which meant emptying and reloading the dishwasher, scanning for any dirty cups or cutlery scattered around the house, taking out the trash and something doing the laundry. Yes, I started college at 9am included with a forty minute walk to the train station and the transport being half an hour before I even got to my location. Can you guess what hour of the morning I had to wake up to successfully achieve all of this housework? It's torture. By the time I had finished, i had already missed my latest train, which meant I have already missed half of my exam.
I decided to go to college anyway, because either way, my parent would refuse for me to skip. They knew I had an exam today. I could of made it but they made me bow beneath them.
Ḯ̡̔ͦ̃͋ͭ͛ͪͭ͊ͦ̚͢͏̴̖̯͙̬̱͔̘͔̀ ̵̧̭͈̗̹͍̣̠̖̠̘̩̻̾̐̌̀̓̊ͅH̷̢̖͚̣͇̓̀̐͑̏̓͛ͧ͛̿̏͗̑ͦ̄̾ͨͨ̚͟Āͦ̏̿ͭͧ́͠҉̷̺̖̘̫͙̜͇̕T̷̷̢̙̖͔̦̩̼͓̦̱͚͚ͯ̏̎͑̒̓̾͛ͥ̂̑̎̆͝Ę̵̦̥͙̩̘̯͕̥͍͌̑͋ͬ̉̀͗ͦ͑̀̽́͢ ̹͎̜̦̬̺̠̮̤̯̘̓̍ͫͪ͊̐̆͗ͩ́ͮͤ͋̈́ͬ̽͟͝ͅṬ̸̢̧̡̖̼̩̯̦̗͓̼̭̜̊ͯ̔͌ͨͅH̡ͪͩ͒͛ͫ́́̄̃̓͆̆͏͏͎̜̦̖̤̙̝̳̜̗̀Ȩ̵̻͖̭͙͇̫̤̳͖̜̬͉͈̦͈̙̤̌̄̃͊ͯ͊ͤ͒̚M̴̦͚̓̀ͤ̌͋̇͒ͩ͌̾̓ͪ͋̔̂̕͢ͅ
I left the house.
I made it to college.
I pulled out an overused excuse.
I was awarded with detention.
Can you tell that this day was wasted?
Can you tell by the way i'm s̵͈͖͓̗͈͓̲̤̹̃ͧ͊͂͑̾̋͘p̥̯͚̯͖͈̞͚̂ͦ͑̈̐̀̉͆ͣ̃̈́͂̿̐͐͋̾̽̕͟ę̛̰̖̬̯̩͚̹͕̔̐ͯ͐̑̇͆̐͢͟ä̵͗ͤ̂͗ͩ͝҉̜̪̠͓̟̬̫̳͇̝̩͢k̛̗̭̳͎͚̺̳͖̓͆́ͭͣͮ̋̐̽͟͟i̷̩̣̙̖̻̖͇͑̒͂̾͑͊͆͑͗̏̈́̔̀́͠ͅn̴̨̮̫̤͎̤̻̯̖͍̫̦̣̖̤̱̮͆ͭ̋ͪͭͧ̍̈̊̎͛͢͠͡ǧ̸̲͈̬͙͓͙̬̘̺̣͉͎̪̪̪ͦ̓ͦ̔̃ͯ͐͊̓ͭ̇̌͒͋͗̇ͬ͒́?
After my miserable afternoon, my 'friends' came over to me after spotting me at the college's smoking wall. They joined me, I let them share my nicotine. They both were in my class so they knew what happened.
"Hey, you okay?" Megan said.
Megan was a sweetheart, she had a different hair colour nearly every week. She liked to dress colourful but still keep it dark, i admired that as I usually wear black, I think it suited me. Anyway, Megan was also very shy so when we first started our class, me and my other friend would observe her from afar, I was attracted to her style and how she reminded me of how I used to look on a daily bases. However, my friend would constantly admire how attractive her body and face is. Yes, she is beautiful but I HATE when he never looks at the bigger picture and basically sexualises her before we even meet her.
I replied, pulling the disgusting stick of tobacco away from my lips, blowing on smoke which is slowly rotting my lungs.
"Yes, why'd you ask?"
"You haven't been yourself lately." She assumed.
This was only the beginning. I was never myself.
I am evolving into something bigger.
