6. Happiness

Everyone feels this emotion, everyone craves it. But not everyone gets it. Happiness. Yeah there is love, and all that. But Happiness is different from love. You don't have to love to feel this way. In fact it's natural that you feel happiness before you feel love. That's just common sense.

There isn't always gonna be a time of happiness though, and normally when you do, a sadness comes afterwards and removes that happiness. It's like a cycle. Something good happens, and something bad happens almost straight after. That's just how life is. But not for me. For me, life is difficult.

For me, there isn't a such happiness. Well, not long at least. Life can become difficult for everyone, but at some point something really great will happen to them. Not so much me. If that were the case, then some good people would still be alive. If that were the case, I wouldn't be this...monster.

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The wind gently blows against my face, blowing my hair back behind me. The sparkle in my eyes fades for a bit, but returns shortly as I have reached my destination. I swing my leg over the cold seat of the bike and turn towards a long driveway. At the end of it sits a two story house that has a patio in the front and a barn nearby. A small corn field surrounds the country house.

My bike rests against my hip, my hands held gently across the rubber of the handle bars. The wind begins to pick up again as I lift the bike up and begin walking towards the house.

A little girl runs around on the field, an older woman chasing after her while laughing as I walk up, however she fades into nothing but another painful memory. I reach the front porch, leaving my bike to lean against the stairs, I walk up them slowly. The smaller toys sit on the ground, where a little girl plays with them.

A man stands in the doorway and watches her with a smile on his face. His beard is small and scratchy, his chocolate brown eyes could melt just hearing her laugh. A woman walks over and wraps her arms around the mans waist, holding close to him.

Both people fade away as I walk through them, into the house. It's like nothing had changed at all. A small smile makes it's way to my face. Tears forming in my eyes, I crouch down and gently pick something up in my hand. I turn it over, it's a small locket I had once built for my parents.

On the front of the locket is a beautiful red and black swirl like rose, it stretches all the way to the back where a few words lay carved into it. 'Never fear, for family is here.' A tear drops gently against the dusty metal, my hand closing tightly around it. I stand up and look around.

This was my home. This is where I was happy. I always thought growing up that the whole world was like this. That the whole world was happy. But I was so wrong. I learned it that day. When it happened. They came. But so did the darkness.

They took everything from me, I always thought that there was happiness everywhere. My parents always told me that. So I believed them. Rain begins to pour down on the wooden house.

Lightning flashes in the sky, from a far it looks like a huge flash of light. From up close to me, it looks like a huge bolt of light. I walk outside the house, water pouring down. My hair becoming darker and damp with water dripping down my nose.

I see that now, happiness isn't possible in this world. Happiness, isn't a thing in this world. Never was, never will be. I close my fist with the pendant in it. If it were, then they would still be alive. My eyes fill in with this black darkness. Swirls of black and red float all around me, the rain seeming to go right through it.

The pendant slips from my hand, feeling the cold dirty metal brush off my fingertips. It falls onto the ground. I was wrong. I don't see that now, but I will. I wasn't wrong about there being happiness.

I was wrong about there not being any. There is happiness in this world. But because of all the years of hatred and fear, it was wiped out till it's barely there. That's going to change. And I'm going to be the one to do it. I will find out who took my parents from me. And I won't show happiness to them. I'll show them the devil inside me.

That's the true fear. Me.