Following a Whisper

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I'm walking.Just walking.

I'm oblivious and peaceful.I don't need to worry about the people behind me because I can only assume that they are chasing the person beside me.

I was wrong.

I'm running.I'm running because I have no other choice.But I don't understand.

I don't understand because I'm ordinary.My life doesn't match up with the life they say I live.I'm the most ordinary person I know.I life just going day by day,night by night.I have black hair and green eyes, but they insist that I don't.

How did this happen?

I'm running so fast and so far that I don't notice when I step off the edge of the world.

I'm falling faster than I was running.Part of me is grateful to finally stop asking the questions that they won't answer.Part of me is confused, because I am ordinary.

They must see something different than me.Otherwise why would they say these things about me?

"Your eyes will always reveal you no matter how many times you lie!"They say.

"You are unnatural and heretic!"They say.

"When will you finally look in the mirror!"They say.

"I hope that a demon like yourself is taken to be tortured and killed!"They say.

"It's a shame we can't hurt you!"They say.

And finally, I stopped listening.I stopped caring.I stopped talking.

I stopped running.@@