One day, the rabbit that we kept killed in a horrific manner , some fireworks were placed in its mouth and set off. While everyone else cried, I felt horribly restless fidgeting by myself . Because I wasnt the least bit sadden by the death of the rabbit.
I wonder why, why everyone was crying ? Ahh...I just couldn't understand .
But if I was the only one wearing a calm expression , then they think I was odd. I had to cry as well . My face was stiff and I couldn't really cry . What could they do when they find out my tears was fake ? I mustn't raise my head to face them !
Ahh...now everyone is clutching their stomach and laughing . What so funny I wonder . I don't get it . But if I don't act like them, I will get exiled from the group.
Must laugh ...have to laugh.... Laugh... No gotta cry ....Supposed to cry......No Im suppose to laugh......... I HAVE TO LAUGH...
Something so simple , yet I can't do it.
I'm weird ...I'm abnormal...
It was as if I were a black sheep born to live in isolation amongst pure white sheep's.
Without enjoying the same things as my brethen. Nor sorrowing over the same things as they do , nor partaking the same meals , the comforting feelings my companions experience. Such feelings as love , affection and sympathy were foerign to me and so as a wretch black sheep , the only thing I would do was
to coat my Black coat in white powder , no choice but to masquerade as a white sheep .
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This is one post that sent me bone chilling shivers
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