I fell into despair.

I didn't know what was happening, nor what the time is.

I didn't want to know.

Some time passed.

I stopped crying.

I started regaining my sight.

My mother was not in front of me anymore.

I started hearing again.

I heard that my mother was talking on the phone.

She was probably discussing my behavior with her friends.

I went outside, barefoot.

I was in nature.

The ground was cold and rough.

But this feeling was different. I didn't know what it was exactly.

My life was already really hard. It was actually not that bad feeling. I started walking slowly.

My sight got blurry again.

Slowly.

Then I thought: "What if my mother sees that I'm not in my room? Would she be terrified, scared or she will not feel anything? Will there be no consequences for my actions?"

I didn't really care about the last one.

After all, that day I lost hope for living.

People and even small kids were receiving orbs. Kids that have a happy life. And their parents were happy that their own kid is "chosen".

They didn't think that this same child can one day destroy the world or even kill them.

They just saw everything as a game.

Were they stupid, foolish?

Probably.

Were they out of their minds?

Maybe.

I was continuing to walk slowly.

One step at a time.

One step after another.

My sight stopped being blurry as if someone was pulling the strings of this world. What I saw destroyed me.

All of my sinful emotions combined into only one desire: "to kill and destroy"..........