So… What Are You?
by VonAcenno
So…what are you?
I don’t really know yet?
It’s not hard to figure out. First off…have you decide weather or not you’re human?
I think I am a human. I look like one and act like one.
But deep down you feel a struggle, and you know a language that only a few know.
Its just gibberish. It makes no sense. Its just nonsense.
That is a lie. You and certain people can talk to each other in that language and understand.
They say I have wings but I can’t see or feel them.
They can and there have been times that you felt them. You must stop being in denial.
Stop it. That doesn’t help. If I was either demon or angel, I would some how know. It wouldn’t be a mystery.
Maybe it is. In order for you to realize your power and to control it. For it to control you not.
There is no solid answer of what I am or if there are hints. It doesn’t make sense.
But there were times it did. When you helped certain people and used your ability to comfort them.
Some other normal people have that ability! Why would I be different?
Because you are. You have fought against demons and have talked to the lord and have heard him. You have a special connection. You are here for a purpose.
Just like any other human.
Yours is different then theirs. Soon you will understand, but why wait. You should know.
But how? There is no quick answer. That is all I want.
It can’t be like that. What’s the point of living if you always know how it will turn out? That isn’t fun nor interesting. Real life is not a movie.
Yes I know, I know. I hate this. I am going no were with this talk. What am I. I need more time and more clues to determine what I am.
So…you haven’t decided yet.
No…but maybe…soon.
Soon?