Strange

Chapter 2

In the village there was a women being robbed.

She laded on the ground and saw me

She grabbed onto my dress and said "Please miss. Please help me."

I didn't saw a word and shrugged her off

She fell on the ground again with tears now

Everyone starts to stare at me

They start talking and whispering to the person next to them

I don't care what they say

It was never my problem

It wasn't my fault that the dumb old lady lost the fight

As I continue walking away, I hear them more clearly.

"What kind of person would do something like that."

"Who would leave a women like that."

"Maybe she was apart of the robbery."

"She's a monster."

I ignored them and continued walking

I may not be human but I am a monster

I don't get how humans could just judge a person on one action

Humans all the same in every life

Their born

They live

They learn hate

Then they die

No matter what they try to prevent that, it will always be the same outcome

But I do wonder sometimes if my creature was like that

Did he ever hate someone?

Did he ever find love?

And how did he come up with the idea of building me?

Humans are very strange