Question
Question everything.
But why?
You don’t know truth.
So how do I know
You’re not the liar?
I think it’s been a month or so. I don’t really care anymore. I just want out.
The doctor’s are really, really annoying. I just want to splatter them against a damn wall.
But not yet.
They said I have to wait.
They said I couldn’t kill anyone until they said so, so for now, I’m stuck here.
I don’t know what I’m waiting for exactly, I just know I have to wait.
Maybe tomorrow.
Wait, why am I waiting for them? I can do whatever the hell I want! I’m the strongest being in the universe! I don’t take orders from anyone!
But what happens if I’m wrong? What if they’re right? Maybe this is a mistake…
Fuck it, I’m doing it.
No, I’m not. I can’t.
But why not?
But why?
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Day three a bit late. My bad.
For those of you who don’t know, I’m trying to write a short story a day for as long as I can. Feedback greatly appreciated.








