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I Do Not Understand

Part of the Home Late series, begun by AnnaMayZing

Please, my friend. I do not understand. Is this not the proper thing one does, my friend? The lady, she was up here and one does not wish to be rude, my friend. Yes? This is my first time in your country. I do not wish to offend, oh no. Never, my friend. Is this not the proper thing to do? I wished to be proper, my friend.  Yes, that is why I took off the vestments, my friend. Please, is this not the proper thing to do? W...

I sat alone in the dark, staring blindly at the rain. Wondering if I am truly insane. I always go to that park to watch those shadows in the dark. I question if you still love me and blame you for all that I see. That person in the mirror surely isn’t me. Can it be? No. That woman is not me. I can no longer feel the rain, pounding, and running through my hair. I can only sit and stare at the shadows dancing over there. I...