Different

I wouldn't consider myself normal. Everyone is unique. Everyone is different.

What is normal? describe it. Prove it is real. You will fail. It does not exsist.

My life I would definetly consider to be different, only because I am my own person, just as you are your own and to them their own. They/We are made in a likeness to eachother but are not the same. I live my life slowly, too Different, but someone else may think I live too hastily. My name is Ian D Meerffit I live in a small appartment in downtown San Antonio Texas, where I work a small kiosk in the Rivercenter mall selling phone covers and accesories. Rather dull indeed.

My usual hobby is people watching while I work. You know, trying to figure someone out by just watching them, it's rather entertaining at times and is a good way to pass the time on a slow day (wich is every day). on occasions a person I've been watching for a while may come to my kiosk and look around. Perfect time to confirm my observations. I'd ask questions and start conversations.

I'm never 100 percent correct as you know, but I started to get better. until one day, I was watching this person and something was, Different. This person, this woman, I guess you could say. didn't act normal. very nervous and carefuls about everything, and when she saw me her eyes went wide and she passed out on the spot. everyone stopped and stared at her and someone screamed, I didn't move, I didn't care. But I had wondered what about me had she seen in me that scared her so much?

the next day was gloomy and dark, a storm was moving in and very few people were in the mall that day. i was bored because I couldn't play my game. I looked around, my kiosk was seperated from most other stores and kisoks, so I was alone as well as bored. I began to look for a person so i could play my game. But there was no one else around. I sighed and started to play with the accsesories out of sheer boredom.

A few minutes into playing with those covers with the kickstands, i saw movement out of the corner of my eye, I looked and saw the same person as yesterday, she was pale and even more frightful as yesterdays event. i decided to go talk to her.

"what are you doing her"? she jumped as i asked and stared at me with that fear in her eyes "why are you so scared?" i asked. "Do I frighten you?" she noded and shivered with fear. She then responded "I-I can see y-you, Why? Why are you here? Y-You can't be real!" she started to scream and no longer made sense.

So I grabbed her and proceeded to drag her to the alley behind the mall. and grabbed her neck to silence her. she struggled and fought and drove a knife deep into my chest. I didn't even flinch, it only made the situation worse for her.

She knew who I was so she had to be removed. I smiled as the life left her eyes and her aura disapeared. I looked around carefully to see if there was any witnesses, no. I had performed a flawless eradication of the spirit. Now for the body. I focused on her now limp figure and imagined her turning to dust. i felt like her eradication should match her personality. so I had her disapear into a cat. a 'scardey cat'.

For you see, she knew I was different. and I couldn't let her live.

My name is Ian D Meerffit

I aM Different.