Creatures

People just do not ask me out why they just don't. Always I am accident prone and sometimes quire chaotic as a character. Gauce.

A lost cause look people just do not think you are it. I mean nothing personal it is hard it is very hard to be there where everyone is popular, but you are not ever going to be that.

In the popularity contest it makes you out. Because you are a loser. Smile here comes another customer what did you say?

No adding to that another no. People are not going to wait forever they asked you out so do the right thing and say yes.

I am milling round and round asking myself why me?

"You became a charity case when you left home at a young age. Charity means poverty and dependence on the charity of others. We had to become parents so that you could work for us."

"I am not your mum."

"Your dad said he was nothing to do with you."

"Your other mum dropped dead and said it too. I was there and now as spring comes and you, we can molest and maul there is this con we have been conned because like a princess you said nothing but no."

"That woman who is marrying your boyfriend owns us all."

"How much are we worth?"

"As much as she says."

"I paid the price went and added to their experience and now it is your turn."

"You mean they did maul and molest you?"

"I was singing and singing as I took off."

"Where mum?"

"In the coach on the return journey."

I am almost here and there and always everywhere.

Broken down doll a broken broke doll. Life is but a sin and nobody feels anything for the broken-down doll without a dime.

"People ask me about me?"

"Are you okay?"

"I am indeed."

"You are too cheerful".

In society there is something called deference and indifference and enjoyment at the pain of others. Why because we are not good. We are the worse people in the world. We have no sympathy when a patient says I do not want that doctor and then the head doctor says I will ban you out out.

After much studying them the doctors are just man and woman who are hardworking and need their pleasures after them pressures.

"Press and knead and then press some more there it is right is it not?"

My sister is waiting outside in case I lose control. She has become the keeper of them. Who want to touch and knead.

"This is a tough subject doctor are not like that? Teachers are not either authority is not corrupt. Of course, they are.

"She wanted to give you physio."

"I do not want her to do such a thing. She fancies me so I dislike to be touched by her."

If only I can say what I mean to speak about such an embarrassing thing? You see she is not actually violating me she is making me uncomfortable. When I refuse all hell breaks loose. I thought one had a choice in life one chooses if one is led through the nose or through the hands of the needle.

"But you came to this country, and this is what we do in this country."

"I did not know I was very young when I came to Britain."

The stuff is one of nightmares and as the nightmare increases, I am becoming more and more unwell because she has only to be near when something bad happens to me.

I can't help myself.

As I said nobody visits me because I am an embarrassing reminder that I am in the wrong with no pockets.

Shopping has become the only outlet.

"Naughty and unkind."

Here they come all of them collectors. Speaking to me as if my ears are wax. What happens to you? Want not do nothing.

"You have spoken out of turn."

"Again?"

"Speak when spoken to you are speaking out of turn you lost cause."

"No wonder they have all washed their hands of you."

As I tried to then feared it was Fidel they were speaking to. I always did that Fidel was my alter ego and he got most of the unkindness from me. To himself. She would speak like that to him and it slipped and made a tosh of it all.

"I am not married anymore I am living it up." Zeks/Wendy.

"With whose money?" asked Fidel in fear and rage then he was told to sit that argument out.

"You got my little girl pregnant." She said as I looked at them shocked she stopped and said she did not hear that. We make sure she forgets. I was in a daze so forgot.

She gave him a glare and then he stopped speaking.

In fact we all stopped speaking at the same time. As if in a trance.

"Don't speak again."

"Not to any of us."

I am alone most of the days but never at night. He calls me and I go running. But before he was never at home and I kept on calling and he answered hers.

Said Wendy who too was having an affair but did not get caught out.

My boyfriend buoyed on by his success and cuteness of her sexiness left me sometimes for years without missing anything.

"Boring."

He just left as soon as he came to realise how boring I am.

So much has happened there is too many stuff going on and I had to become a linear boring writer because the other authors find me too much to handle.

So, this situation at home?

Nothing wrong with it at all.

The good doctor a woman of some determination is back again she asks to see me?

"No thank you went to A&E."

"But I wanted to heal you?"

"Thank you someone else has done that."

I am undoubtedly many things I am this and then the other but not that.

If he is bored, then he has become someone else someone less. So, I am going to sit back and waste him.

But she said she came first in my thoughts and did not ask for anything but be there.

He married her? So not me he was asking for it. He got it. If one does not ask one does not get. I was so many years ignored and then left them to it. But she came out said she was having a deal with her life. She had changed.

He said he had enough of me being always around he wanted action and adventure. I remember I did not show any emotion did not even cry.

I disliked her and the diligence he showed everything else he did not show in his private life. So, I went a bit astray.

You know when someone finishes with you it is always difficult thing. I did know that he was not enough that he was never around that he did not know where he was at.

But his wife came to take over and take his place she said she was as like him as a woman could be.

"No."

I win and win again. All the prizes and all of them people suck up to us and what is wrong with you not sucking too.

But he was on top of the world. Every craving and wish catered for. Sucker as suckers go, I thought if only he knew what he had in his bed.

So, I told him to have a nice day. He said he would.

Our repartee over we went towards our doomed selves as if running towards hell. I did not know someone was watching or watchful all the time. I thought I was safe in the house. My safe zone.

Then I found that most of the murders occur in the home.

"The house is a death trap."

My chest felt heavy with pain, but I continued as if nothing had happened.

"I am on top of the world."

My energy sapped.

I grew old before I was odd. Then was known for being a oddball.

Nowadays my family left me alone with him and speak to me hardly. They are embarrassed by the fact he has come and handled the situation ever so gently.

I am cuckoo I am this cuckoo that every time shows her head someone knocks me out.