Read this and tell me who do you think the narrator is, pleaseeeeee??
I'm realllly curious what would you think.
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It was a vivid day
Maybe it wasn't the day
But me, maybe i was vivid
Maybe i was in a daze
Within my blurred vision
I walked around
And found a park bench
And i gazed at the sky
Surprisingly the sky was red
It reeked of a smell
I was familiar yet unfamiliar with
So i closed my eyes
And i opened them again
And i realised
That i wasn't staring at the sky
It was the floor
And the floor was drenched in red
A beautiful crimson if I may
I smiled at the rotting smell
until it curled into my throat
And i choked it back
Before it choked me
I was in a daze
The smell of blood
Was all over me
A few days later
I had gotten rid of this smell
The floor was finally gray
Yet in bits of flashes my mind fooled me and I saw glimpses of red
I sighed and went into my room.
And i saw the bottled organs
I had so cruelly put on a display
I was sick of myself
Yet I couldn't run away
This was the life I chose
Yet, I hated it, and yet, it was all i could do.
One day though
I entered my room
And stared at this beautiful heart
The crevices, the way it was shaped
And suddenly
It throbbed
It throbbed
And my heart
almost stopped
I shuddered
And laughed
For it could possibly not be real
A heart can't beat without a body
Right?
But it happened again
The heart
It was beating
Right in front of me
In the glass jar I saw
I saw the heart beat
Like it was calling onto me
Asking to be spared
Asking to be killed
Threatening me
Haunting me
And i shrieked
And trembled
The jar gazed at me
Not the glass
The eyes
They gazed at me
The pupils dilated
They burned into me
In the room I had displayed my skills like a trophy
I could witness my screams as I saw the organs come to life
I twitched in agony
This couldn't be happening
Right?
And i closed my eyes
And i saw the sky
And when I opened them
I saw red
Again
And again
And again
I kept seeing red
Everywhere i see
I see that beating heart
Shrieking a soundless rhythm
Everywhere I see
I hear it haunting me
I'm in a daze
Yet again
I'm in a daze
Let me sleep
In this misery i chose
Let me lie
In this crimson
And let me witness
This haunting rhythm
But would you save me
Once?
Please?
Can you for once
Let me witness
The gray floor
And the blue sky
Will you lie me down in a coffin
And nail me shut?
Will you nail my head
And make this screaming echo stop?
Will you lay me down
And let me rot
For the final time
In the crimson blood?
So that I may finally see
The blue sky
i have forever sought.
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Okay who do you think it issss, if it's not in the options feel free to comment.
It's a like Rorschach test and I'm curious curious curious.
Was the narrator a....
Serial killer
A doctor/someone in the medical field.
