Who are these people?
They have kind faces, their hands stretched out towards me.
I don't want it. I hate people, I hate this world. Sadness will come again. So I turn away, and they leave.
See. Now they are gone, surely he will come back, the man who barks and shouts whenever I do something wrong. I'm sorry I made a noise, I'm sorry I caused you trouble, I'm sorry I'm alive.
Why are they back again?
I can't believe they're here for me. I have nothing anymore.
That's right, I have nothing anymore, so there is nothing to lose. Maybe I will take their hands.
It's so bright. It confuses me, the colours startle me. I don't understand, I don't understand at all. People all around me stare. Most have expressions of pain, I don't care. Then there's those too, smiling at me.
How is this happening?
They are always smiling, always welcoming me. Sometimes, I'm not to sure how to react. Perhaps I should thank them. I should definitely thank them. They seem to love it when I learn. Language is a fascinating thing, communication with others is essential. They say I am their child, and I wasn't born until I met them. The bad things that happened, they don't matter anymore, because I have them.
What is this for?
I just don't understand it, there is no reason for them do this. "There's nothing to worry about" they say, "We love you" they say. I remember the darkness from before, but it affects me less. I am recovering. We often walk around the park together, holding hands, I see beautiful things. I love to point out things to them, because that is what makes them happy. They tell me that one day I can become normal.
When did they stop smiling?
I have been learning! I have a large vocabulary now! I can name all the objects in the house. With this surely I can become normal? Is this because I can't--- sentence? Communication? Failure? But look. I can name things. Apple, Dog, Kettle, Flower, Car, Park, Potato, Fish, Bed, Eyes, Girl-
Which one do I want to live with?
Of course, I want to live with them! They smiled at me, taught me! Look I can say words now. But she left me. I saw her, she stood in the corner while that man barked at me. I can't go with her.
But they don't understand me, because I can't--- sentence? Besides, someone says, the only reason they looked after you was because you're interesting, and they are scientists. You were nothing but an experiment and you were a failure. You proved their hypothesis wrong, so there's no point with you staying with them.
Where am I going?
Don't leave me. Please. If you leave me, I will never trust the world again. I know I can't communicate, but that doesn't mean you don't love me, right? Please don't let them take me away.
I hate you all.
I hate this world, and everybody in it.
It was years later that I switched on the television, and they were there.
They were crying as pictures of me came up on the screen/
"They took her away!" They sob.
But I don't understand.
Because I am a failure.
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