Empathy

monsters part 2

we were making out in the forest by the college campus when I fell over, and she fell on top of me. that was when I realized that she had when her hand fell on my chest. kt was endearing but awkward at the same time. that was when I felt something that was in my heart as well as my gut too. that was when I realized something. she was attracted to me.

"Sorry for falling on you," Amina said.

"Nope, it's OK it was better than English lit class," I said.

she giggled at what I said. at least I was not physically hurt by the fall. she kissed me tenderly on my lips, and it was the best thing for me. that was when she got up and got her stuff and started drawing me for the sketch part of the painting. she smiled gently at me and started drawing me. that was when I took my phone and took a picture of her smiling. I was going to draw and paint that for my drawing.

she did notice that she was having her picture taken, and she smiled that nice smile.

"You have a nice smile!" I said. that was when she smiled again.

"Thanks," she said. "You too!"

it was when. I realized that she was more than an angel for me but a miracle. but there was something that was going on in the background that I did not know about. and so I asked her.......

"Is there something going on," I posed. "Is it your father."

"No, you know he is dead." she said. that was when it hit me. he was gone not just to Egypt, but he was gone, period. I did not feel very much empathy for him. she was free of him more ways than one. I was interested in what was going one but she seemed to be happy with the idea of this annoyance being gone from her life. and I did not really care for the man, to be honest. as he put her through the ringer so many times. she was free of him.

"we better get back to class," I said. and I did not mean English lit class. I freaking hated it. and so did she. that was when I went towalk towards the college campus when i realized that she was beside me all this time

she talked to me as we walked back to the campus. more less, talking about the next cryptid that she had made up. this one was a mix of sirenhead and the wendigo. it was going to be pretty gory she said. that I needed to see. when I was going to the class, not English lit........I was waiting to see the cryptid she came up with.

that was when she rushed to her dorm and to show me this cryptid. then she came out with an iPad and then went to sketches and then showed me this horrid creature. which looked like a darker and gory version of sirenhead. it was pretty impressive. as I went to look at it closer, i could feel a night mare coming on. that was when I decided that she should show this to the teacher who would be interested in looking at it. that was when I asked about the back story about this cryptid.

she said she was writing a novel about this more realistic sirenhead it was the back story of this creature.

and so I write more and more of the first chapter, not knowing that we were skipping another class. dang! that being said, I was impressed about the backstory about that thus far.

it was more than impressive it was interesting and beautiful to me. it was like eating a white gummie bear....these are the best tasting. that was like the white gummie bear that was of literature. I could guess this was going to get us kicked out of the program. but she kept it to herself. that was hiw horribly good it was.

I have never read such a master piece since h.p Lovecraft. it was that freaking good. the female hp Lovecraft.

that being said, I was a bit of a writer but only on serial killers and what have you. that was what I was interested to nit just the non human made up creatures, but the monsters that run the streets. it was something that was also interesting, but with my sirenhead, I was trying to prove that he was real. that was taking more of my time than the writing.

most of the creepypasta I wrote was about sirenhead or evil people.

then the only thing that I would watch that I was watching on TV if I had time was the Simpsons. yes, I was interested in the Simpsons, too.

the Simpsons I was a little kid. that being my parents never like that Simpsons...... that was horror related. mostly, I would watch American horror story something that was not suitable for me at the time. then the idea of that show was that It was to frighten adults. nothing more, nothing less. that being said said it was something that I would stay up on school nights that I was mot supposed to....... until high school, that was.

that show, although it was dark, was the one thing that helped me through the dark times in high school, and of course, grade 8 wasn't fun either.

the first season was about demons which were very interesting as inthough that sirenhead was a demon at one point then I learned that i was an urban myth that was created by people like me .....who were going through a rough time.

that was what got me in the sirenhead mythos. this mythos helped me when I learned about sirenhead. he was more interesting than school. soon, I found friends who were equally invested in this monster. that was when I started doing these trips to the dark forest, and I called it.

think i was being bullied in high school. that was not as bad as grade eight. as j was bullied relentlessly about my orientation mostly. that was when I started to hate school. to be brutally honest, I did not think of college as I good thing at first. as there is this girl who is a known bully, and I was trying to avoid her like a steaming case of covid. yes, I did say the covid word. that wad when I decided that she was to be avoided.......

these rich girls who think that they are better than the rest of the college. that was not my Idea of spending college trying to void in by hiding in art studio and/ or library. your wondering why the library for one I lied to read books that are actually enjoyable to read nit thus catcher and the rye or anything for that qas school related.

that being said, I went to avoid the English lit class and she called me on her. her name was clair. and Clair was annoying to me but too much of a bully. that being she is perfectly blond and a really snob. I personally can not stand her for her snobbish attitude towards life. if you are wanting to know who I usually hang out with was the goths and the 'freaks.' that was it . also amina hanges with the nerds. we get equally picked on by thesr rich people.

one we don't dress right.

two we always are in our heads

three it's better in your head then anything else.

get why we get bullied to death sometimes. I was always different fron everyone else for some out reason. that being I was more interested in monsters.