Folded Emotions||Shiva & Mâgann
Not turning to face the girl, Mâgann kept her stride as she spoke. âI donât know what that first word means, but Iâm used to the last two.â
âAnd what would you suggest?â She said in a slightly irritated tone as she stopped, now turning to face the girl. âIâm not going to hurt him, or anyone for that matter. I canât. Itâs just not who I want to beâŠâ Her voice trailed off as she tried to regain her composure, a little surprised at herself. âIâm sorry.â She said with regret, crossing her arms and looking down at the ground as she turned to keep walking.
âThen you already know what youâre going to do. What you want is reassurance. That what you do is right. Affirmation.â
Shiva raised an eyebrow, not moving from her place, Â âLet me guess. Youâre new here.â
âI know what I have to do. What I want is entirely different. Iâm expected to be the nice Mâgann that everyone expects me to be. But what if Iâm hurt? What if I need to let off a little steam? What am I supposed to do when Iâm angry?â
âMore so than you might expect.â She said as she let her white skin melt away, revealing her Martian green skin to the light of day. Usually Mâgann would never have revealed her identity to a stranger in public, but she just didnât care right now. She was a monster, and she felt ugly.Â

















