"Why must I wake up in this dreadful world?"

"You just do." It mocked me with it's grin. It stared at me with an amused expression.Staring at me , staring intently.

"Am I an object worth that much interest?" I heard my voice , it was raspy and quiet , threatening.

It's hand slowly slid it's way from the grass to me. I flinched , scared of what that hand might strike me with. Questions flooded my mind , what will it do? Why is it doing this? What do I do...?

My thoughts were quelled the moment I looked at it's face , my mind was blank except one thought drifting through my mind......

Why do I feel so special?