Unfinished & Unpublished Stories

Human

I am human. I bleed of red and cry salted tears. I feel things that I do not show like all the rest. Maybe that is our problem. We accept a truth from tale and reject those from reality that don't fit. I don't fit, yet I do. I'm here standing among you all, living amongst the same ground we will be in, breathe the same air, and fall a different fate. A fate not chosen by me, a fate they decided was best for "my kind" but we are of the same kind. My differences become my destroyer at the hands of another man. I did not ask for this, none of us did. We simply bare the skins and wear the personalities we're born. We confide in a false world to ease the pain of the real one. We must deal with our situations but no one wants to take blame, no one says the first word or takes the first action. So here we are staring at the feet of one each other as another man lay dead because no one has the courage to look another in the eye for the shame they bare they claim isn't mine, but is yours.