ME

You can pretend that your normal. You can pretend you are not insane. You can pretend that you are the hero. You can never be any of these things though. Normal can’t be defined, insane is your virtue, and heroes are stupid fantasies. I’m sorry but it's true. You can’t deny it. What you can deny is that you're not rooting for anyone. Don’t root for anyone, cause the roots will become you. Just like ME.

It was a normal school day. Or mostly normal. It felt as though I was having a bad hair day, everyone looked away. It was the football game today and I was rooting for my friend, Henry. Then I looked in the mirror. My hair was moss. Weird. Then I realized that it was my other friend's art contest day. I was rooting for her. Tree roots covered me. “What the “ A girl walked into the bathroom. She screamed. It was my best friend. I couldn’t move. The roots held me to the floor.

I was stuck there forever, I grew taller every day, and my age was unknown. No one knew me. They just hid and said, “What if that's me?” People called me ME. Teachers said I was a warning to never lie. Don’t know where that came from. As the years passed, I became a horror story and people stopped going to the school. If anyone explored and saw me, my roots would suck the life out of them. Human blood is tasty.

They started running the school again, and I killed all of the female students. They made it a male school. I killed all of the male students. They made it an adult school. I killed everyone. The school kept trying to run. It was burned one day and I went down with it.

Be careful. Never root for someone. ME still is here. Shes you.

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