I'm The Monster You Created
5
I thought killing him would change something.
That the world would feel different, that maybe I'd feel different.
.
But nothing had changed.
People still smiled, laughed,
Existed as if I wasn’t even there.
Eating alone like always.
The food tasted the same—dull, empty, lifeless.
My fingers traced the edge of the table my mind drifting.
Hahaha hahaha hahaha hahaha
Just a group of people at the next
Like a needle pressing against my skin.
I tightened my grip on the fork.
The shopkeeper had laughed too.
Their voices mixing into a blur.
.
Would it feel the same if I did it again?
.
Would that hunger finally fade?
I took a deep breath and placed my fork down.
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