Trying to figure out something had been very difficult, doing things just to impress oneself is hard enough not to talk of impressing others. Change is something everyone had always wanted. When the change happens, what is the point? Just like someone praying hard for the world to end, then what next? What exactly is the point? Says who that it would be better if the world ended? How sure are we that the change we are trying to create is going to be for the better? What exactly would make the world better? Punishing culprits? Are you kidding me? Or can anyone say that all culprits in this world would be punished? Some would commit a crime and go scot-free. What about the victim? Their tears, pain, agony, sufferings and bitterness would all go in vain. Strive to exist would fade away. Can anyone relate to that? After being in a miserable world, people really want to exist with the mentality of "if I don't, then what's the point? Do I come to this world to live only twenty years when others live up to eighty? What happens to my dream? What about my kids? I can't leave them in this pitiful world suffering? What about my family? What happens to them? What would become of me? "And that's the mentality that keeps people alive. Because of the people they would leave behind. Despite knowing how much they would have to suffer, they still keep on living. That is why they are people. That is why we are people.
Losing someone cherished by you is nothing but painful. Whether or not the person had influenced greatly in your life, you find it hard to let go of them, as in one way or the other, they were part of your life. And nothing can change that. But it is different for psychopaths. They see themselves as gods and hurt people. They hide their real emotions in public just to deceive people. But we won't know as they are psychopaths. They laugh when they do fun things. But, the truth is they don't get caught easily as they are not easily noticed. They act like they are the victims when they are clearly the culprit. Nothing can change that. If we erase all psychopaths from this world, does that mean another psychopath would not be born? No!
I believed that it was only a psychopath that could do such a thing to Diane's mother. Like who in their right minds, would kill someone, dismantle her body parts and hang her up. It's not someone normal. It was so clear that it was intentional. I thought hard about it, tried to find a hint wherever it was.
The next morning, I had to go to school. As normal, I went down for breakfast only to see Diane standing behind my room door. Like seriously? What does she want? That was what was in my mind at that moment.
"Going to school?" She asked. It was a dumb question. I was obviously wearing a school uniform. Where else would I go except from school?
"Yea. But breakfast first. "I replied as I walked towards her.
"You can't skip school today?" That was unexpected. Why would I skip school because she asked me to? I did not get what she was trying to say.
"No. Why?" I replied asking.
"Kate would be in school today. And I'm sure my father is on lookout for me. What if she figures out?" She asked. Well, maybe I was brave. At least, braver than her.
"What do you mean? Why would Kate be suspicious of me? How would she find out? She had never seen me with you all my life. "I replied.
"What if the guard told her? You don't know what will happen? Don't go to school please. "She tried really hard to convince me. But she never had a deep excuse.
"The guard has a lot to think about. And you were wearing a mask, how would he know it was you? Stop all these. "I replied. To be honest, I was a bit nervous on my way to school that day. As a deep thinker, I became suspicious of that guard. Since he worked for Diane's father, he might be a spy. Probably, he made up the whole story that day just to plant something on me like a recorder, but I was wrong. There was nothing like that. How interesting would it be if he had done that!
Things were going smoothly and roughly between school and home. Even when Kate asked me out.
"I just thought you might like me. And, since you do, we might as well go out, don't you think?" She asked twisting one of her ponytails with her finger. I was having school lunch by that time. I did not know what I did to make her think I liked her but she was wrong.
"What makes you think so?" I asked as I dipped bread into my jelly and ate. I just did not want to reject her without knowing what was so attractive in me. Who knows? It might be useful in the future.
"The last time you came to my party and called me to my room just to forgive me. I thought so hard of it and I concluded. You must have noticed me in the party looking so pretty and breathtaking. I can bet you wanted me so hard by that time. So, you called me to my room and got lost in words. You did not want to make the first move but I understand, you lack social skills and you have never dated. I know how it feels. So, I give you a chance now to express you're wanting feelings to me. "She explained. That was the lamest thing I ever heard. Like, who really gave her hope? What made her think I would fall for her?
"Oh. Okay. "I replied.
"So, have you agreed to go out with me?" She asked.
I smiled and said "no!" It was really satisfying. Her expressions went from flirty to angry. I took another bread, dipped it into the jelly, into my mouth and chewed it while she was looking at me fuming with anger. I guessed she had never been rejected by a guy. If I were her, I would have had many negative thoughts running through her mind and I could bet it was the same for her.