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From different eyes (Fiction Fantasy Story)

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A beautiful night accompanied by moonlight. The night wind slowly penetrated my body. Without thinking twice, I came out of hiding. For a moment I spread my eyes to determine which path I would take.

Just a few meters away, my eyes caught a pair of lovers who seemed to be dating. Fuckin' a jailhouse thought in my brain to bother them. Soft target!

“You're outrageous!”

That scream caught my attention. Unbeknownst to me, my gaze had shifted to the origin of the scream.

“You traitor, Alex!” A girl shouted in the middle of her cries. Unheeded by the people who pass around him. The girl's gaze only focused on the man I thought was named Alex.

“I'm sorry!” The guilty tone was clearly heard from the sentence that the man had thrown. Suddenly he lowered his head, perhaps unable to look at the girl who was crying in frustration in front of him.

The girl's cry became more. It made me feel how much pain he felt. “You bega” His words raspy

I heard a slow gust from the man's mouth. “I'm sorry, Zea. I don't love you anymore. I hope you understand”

Unasked, a loud slap landed on the man's cheek. At first glance the man's eyes grew bigger, a clear look of shock on his handsome face. But he could only close his eyes to withstand the radiating heat.

“I hate you!” Sizzle the girl. Without waiting for a reply, he ran away leaving the man still glued to his place.

Unknowingly a wrinkle was created on my forehead. It's strange! Human life is really strange! Still in the astonishment that enveloped me, suddenly a groan was heard from the other direction.

“Pak please! I'm hungry...” A young boy sat on the sidewalk squeezing his stomach. Unworthy clothes bandage his dry body. The rest of the dried up tears were clearly visible on the boy's cheeks. Groaning after groaning came out of his little mouth, but no one paid him any heed. The boy was invisible to them.

What is on their minds? Is it so hard to lend a little help to the boy? Humans are really heartless!

I can only sigh. What can I do? I can't possibly help her. With a heavy heart, I continued my journey that had stopped.

I saw a shop at a crossroads. The shop was huge and there were many people in it. Curiously, I approached the store. There are several familiar box-shaped objects with various colors, but the majority are black. The front of the object gave off images and sounds.

At first I was very curious about it, but my curiosity suddenly faded away realizing that almost every day I saw the box. In every house I enter there must be that thing, sometimes even more than 1 piece. And I concluded, maybe a human could die if there were no such thing in his house.

'If you have no money, don't buy a television!' Snapped an old woman

Ruckus again? Why do humans like commotion so much? Can they not create a calm and peaceful atmosphere?

'Give me a little discount, ma'am, said to a girl standing in front of the woman

The woman confirmed the location of her glasses, then opened the fan that had been held arrogantly. 'There are no pieces! If you can't afford it, already go there!' The woman sauntered away leaving the girl who was still bowing her head in her place.

You arrogant old woman!

I furiously approached the woman. I sat on his big arm. That arm looks really tempting to me. I poked my mouth deep and I sucked a lot of blood from the arm of the arrogant woman.

THE PLAQUE!

Sorry madam, my moves are too petty to die in your hands!

My sneaky smile expands. No matter how many people say it to me, I was created to bite and suck human blood. Haha.

Regardless of the old woman's curse, I walked out of the store. The desire to get fresh blood was still stuck in my mind. Fresh blood? Why do I sound like a dracula that appears suddenly and is ready to pounce on anyone's neck? But of course I'm not that terrible.

'Let's magazine and book selected!' Shouted the man while thrusting out a few books to everyone who passed by in front of his stall

'People's Money-Eater Is Getting Acting'

Ha, rats? I blinked a few times to make sure the large writing printed on the book. Rats eat people's money? Whatdoes thatmean?

I knew a rat was one of the animals I often encountered in the gutter near my hiding place. And I also know that rats are very greedy animals but do they also eat money? People's money, exactly? To my knowledge, rats only eat leftovers in the garbage can, although they like to sneak into the house and cause chaos, such as stealing food on the kitchen table or damaging various objects. But I'm sure the rats didn't eat the money.

I smiled faintly. Just imagine, a rat that only stole food and damaged some objects had made everyone want to kill him at all costs. Especially if a mouse eats money'an object as important as air to a human - I can't imagine what cruel treatment the rat nation receives. And what kind of rat is this? Is the rat thick-moustached with an expensive tie on his shirt? Oh no way! What I just thought, where there might be such a mouse.

Before my head grows dizzy with human thoughts, I better find a place that is a little quiet. I move my wings to get away from this crowd.

I vaguely caught a shadow of someone on the railroad tracks. What's he doing there? I approached the figure. It sounded soft as I stopped behind him.

The girl ducked down, her crying became more and more. I don't know what happened to him. Curiously, I moved closer to the girl. I gulped a little while looking at his face. Her eyes were blank, eyes were swollen, lips bluish. Really pale. There was no sign of life on that pretty face. Desperation, that's all that's clear.

'I hate.' His sizzle.

Hate it? Who or what is hated?

Suddenly my eyes caught the glare of light from a distance. And the girl lowered her body slowly. What's he gonna do anyway? I really don't understand.

I blinked. You idiot! It's a train!

My eyes looked at the girl who was now lying on the tracks. Crazy one! Yeah, he's going to kill himself! You have no brain!

I move my wings quickly upwards. I hadn't blinked yet, the sound of the train horn was going so loud. But the crazy girl did not rub him, he was still in the same position.

Basic human! I don't understand humans, what a complicated creature. Luckily I was created on this earth as a mosquito. Even though I died with just a clap, but I wouldn't do such a stupid and horrible thing. I began to doubt that man was God's most perfect creation. The proof is they always make a fuss here and there, damage everywhere. And behold! It turned out that their brains were quite shallow in the face of this life. Really sad.

The sound of the horn sounded louder and louder, the light rays were dazzling. The rumbling sound of wheel and rail friction was also heard increasingly clearly. The train kept moving closer, closer, closer and closer….

The girl was crushed.

I don't know what to say. The air around me disappeared. The girl's body was destroyed. Blood splattered. What a poor girl. May God forgive your sins, poor girl. With a slight daze and dizziness, I flew away leaving the body of the girl.

Finishes.

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