Attack. Hurt. Pain. Confusion. Every day for the last five years at the god-forsaken time of 11:11p.m wherever I am, whatever on this earth I am doing. My body goes through a series of attacks like I am in constant pain. Sometimes I feel tremors, sometimes it’s like dark clouds inside my brain and sometimes I downright bleed, for just one minute I got through a series of experiences that left me breathless and out of my mind.
And today, finally I realized why, it’s not in my mind, it’s not a witch’s play, it’s not something science could explain. But as I saw the guy in front of me walk away from an accident, pain-free, and I collapsed on the ground behind him. I know, I have got the power of empathy. I feel other’s pain, I take away their injury. I take away the source that consumed their being and channel it in my body.
This was something, I wasn’t expecting. Should I be happy? I shouldn’t be sad, I mean if I can save a guy’s whole pain if I experience it in one minute, then I should be happy. All I feel instead is rage. Why do I need to suffer for the likes of others? I remember being discarded by doctors for faking these symptoms, I remember the humiliation I faced when my parents thought I was defective. I vividly recall the look on my therapist’s face when she thought, it’s something psychological or I need help.
It’s not fair, I didn’t choose to have this burden on my shoulders. I didn’t decide that I would take away other’s pain and experience it myself.
The whole way back home, I kept thinking about how on earth god decided to bestow on me such a horrendous punishment. What exactly I did do to piss him off?
My feet got a little shaky as I walked and my back killing me from the impact of the car that hit the guy and I took away his injury. I was about to walk inside my apartment when a girl stopped me and I bent down to her level so I could hear what she wanted to say, she gave me a hug and I felt a rush of energy healing me from inside, I looked at her shockingly. And all she did was smile at me and then walk back slowly with hands on her little hip, carrying away the burden of magic I hated.