Who am I? Who i truly am? That is the question that always appears in my mind
*Beep beep beep- The sound of the machines kept running, I couldn't open my eyes, at least for now.*
Every time I try to open my eyes, that image appears in my mind, that face, that damn face, the face that I can't even remember, it disgusts me.
*And I fell into a coma again*
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"Mary! run that bastard is coming"
"Please have mercy, I still have family and relatives waiting for me, please don't kill me"
"What the hell is this situation? Why is there a woman begging in front of me? Why am I holding a bloody knife?"
*A shock woke me up, I opened my eyes, I was in a small hospital room, and I was on a ventilator. I don't even remember what I did to get in here.*
"You finally wake up" A doctor sitting next to me was writing something down and said to me
"Why am i here?"
"You tried to commit suicide"
"Why did i do that?" I asked with a surprised face while still unable to sit up.
What did I do? Why did I try to commit suicide?
"No one really knows what you did to cause it, but I think you will have to stay here for a long time"
*After saying that, the doctor left the room, leaving me alone*
*I try to remember what happened before, who am I? What did I do? But still can't remember even a little bit*
*Suddenly the image around me became distorted and strange*
"That eyes without a face again, appeared before me, invisible figure, staring at me, who are you? who the hell are you?"
"It's all your fault, you made me like this, you killed me!"
*That figure shouted at me, even though it didn't have a mouth, I could feel it was very real, like I had heard this voice somewhere before"
*And then the surrounding space returned to normal*
*Only now did I realize the many cuts on my arms and the deep stab wound that had been stitched up in my chest*
"So that's how I tried to commit suicide"
*A moment later the doctor returned to the room*
"Someone wants to see you." The doctor said and told the person to go into the room.
*It was a girl, long brown hair, middle aged, holding a bag of fruit in her hand*
"I will leave the room so you two can have some private space." After saying that, the doctor quietly left.
"So you're finally awake, Sunday. Your mom send you this" She put the bag of fruit on the table.
"Who are you?"
"I am your mother's stepchild, whom you have probably never met." She said while sipping her tea.
"My mother? Who's she?"
"Someone who always and very much hates you"
"Oh, I see. So why did she give me this fruit?"
"Pity? I think so" she said contemptuously to me.
"You can go, there's nothing for you here."
She also stood up and said "There's nothing for someone like you in this place either" Then she left.
I don't know why she said those words, but I felt like I did something very wrong from those words.
*Once again, the scenery around me became distorted and dark. It was that figure again, but this time it just stood there staring at me.*
It feels creepy.
*I looked out the window, it was no better outside, a thick fog was covering it, maybe I was quite high up in the hospital so I couldn't see anything but the fog*
*The figure let out a gasp then sulked, then growled again*
I want to get out of here, find out about my past, who am I? I want to answer that question
"Who are you?" I asked the faceless body that was looking at me.
But there was no response, only growling as if it wanted to eat me alive but because it had no mouth it couldn't do it.
Every time I tried to sit up, my whole body started to ache terribly, especially where the stab wound was.
*More than an hour passed but the surrounding scenery remained unchanged, in fact it became more and more distorted*
*Mist begins to appear in the room*
I started hearing screams of pain, it felt like their bodies were being ripped apart to be able to scream like that. More and more, even more deafening than the beeping of a heart rate monitor.
The figure was still standing there looking at me, increasingly obscured by the fog.
*Suddenly I heard the words from my coma outside the window, not a single word different*
"Please have merc- "
*Suddenly a chopping sound was heard, as if the guy had finished off the girl. Very brutallity, Her scream of pain seemed to tear my eardrums.*
*Then suddenly everything was back to normal*
*Then a nurse came and gave me an injection and checked my blood*
"It's going to hurt a lot," the nurse said and then left.
*I don't even feel anything, like I've been dead for a long time.*
*the sun has set, you don't even bother to eat that pile of fruit and fall asleep*
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"Sunday, I love you.
Sunday? Are you okay?
Sunday please stop, I'm gonna call the police if you continue doing this!"
What was that? A voice just passed my ear, a familiar voice, very familiar to me.
"Fuck you, Sunday!"
Now that I hear myself being cursed, I feel like we've had this conversation before.
"Please have merc-"
It was the same sentence again, this time I couldn't see anything, just a black void.
"I will kill you bastard!*
This time it was a man's voice, and from the way he spoke and his panting, I could tell he was in a state of panic, but I couldn't see anything.
The gasp ended with a chop, this time there was no scream, just silence in the air around.