Submitted by TapiocaTuesday t3_11tun2n in WritingPrompts
mauricioszabo t1_jcmcq6p wrote
I tried. Oh, how I tried.
But there was no way out of it. I make people happy, I get sad. I make more people happy, I get even more sad and miserable. I fake it, telling myself "it's for the greater good, I will handle that", and I've been doing that for years.
I had to stop multiple times, of course. Sometimes, I would look at the world, seeing crime being almost non-existent, and feel happy. Well, not happy, but less sad - and destiny was cruel indeed, because I could feel the power I imposed on people... leaking...
Maybe I could just steal that thing that I want instead of working the full month.... it was all because of this curse - unhappiness. The curse that I was going to solve with my curse - make me take all the unhappiness in the world. And one of my hardest decisions was to make everybody unable to feel sad for me - otherwise it would all go to naught.
And yeah, I did it. For what? I can not not remember anymore. Maybe I felt happy knowing people were becoming less miserable? I can only guess. There's no trace of good feelings inside of me. I'm the void itself, zombie walking on the streets.
With dark spots under my eyes, after long nights without being able to sleep, I finally look at the world. People dancing on the streets, smiling, happy. They are all happy. Crime doesn't exist anymore. Newspapers now only show good things, report where it will be the next fair, the next music show, etc - nothing miserable happens - ever.
So that's what true happiness is.... and I see myself smiling. Not smiling - laughing. Well, laughing is an understatement - I am a maniac in the streets, laughing harder than I ever been!
That was the answer, finally! After all those years, it all makes sense! After all, my miserable life was simply too little to take all sadness from everyone - I notice that my life didn't felt like multiple generations, it indeed was multiple generations - an eternity of suffering for the sake of humanity! Sweet embrace of death will never exist, because it will be a point of happiness for me!
So.... they will see.
I will burn. I will kill. I will steal everything from them. For all eternity, I will torture, I will bathe myself in their blood, I will dance to their screams of agony!
And they will be happy with it!
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