My life was fine, all of it really was fine. Back home, my life is normal as it can be .I go to school ,tend the animals , get curios of the unknown and daydream of the future I will reach. But all still are just fine.
Then I graduate, I left home for a grander wolrd. A pace of scholastic endeavor, to further fuel my curiosity. It was always like that , I was always curios of things.
I choose to study biology with a simple reason of preferences. Maybe my life on the made me closer to animals, the point that I want to learn everything about them.
Before I left , I did what a normal seeker of knowledge do, to learn what to do on the new expanse. When in Rome do as the Romans do is what they say right. So I studied what they do , planed it out perfectly.
When I reach the university I immediately made friends for that was a university student do.
Then I look for an apartment,like a normal student , and tour like a normal student.
All of it are going fine.
Until one morning, woke up felling ....not fine.
It was a new felling,not the welcome type new .
It make me not fine, bit by bit. I loss the sense of what is fine as more morning I woke up from extreme horror.
I tried to leave,but thats not a normal student to do.
I want to call for help , but this is not something a normal student experience.
Day by day , I sink. my spirit grumbles on despair as it get more a more aggressive..more physical.
I don't know what to do anymore.
For the first time in my life , I wish Im just fine again.
Then I met him.. the professor.
He didn't hold my hand and tell its fine..no
He brought me on the dark and show me it was never just fine.
Then I woke up one morning,feeling fine again. But I know it's not just fine anymore.
I need to know more, my curiosity bit my heart like hundreds of ants.
Then the professor accepted me. He show me what I should expect on this field .
Every day I woke up more fine than before. I know I might even transcend fine.
But then it slap me across my face ,and brought me awake.
I learned what to expect,but I didn't expect to see it to happen as expected.
At the start I thought they are just a subject.That I can handle them ,as I handled my first interaction with their kind.
But I was wrong, severely wrong.
There's a reason they are put in stories,to be used to scare children. To scare. That is what they are.
I saw them, i saw what they can do. Am I afraid just because they are scary , I don't know so I proceed.
My mind almost collapse, the professor held my hand , but still my heart was not the same anymore.
I woke up one morning,unsure if I was fine.
I wash up and watch tv like a normal person, still unsure of what is fine.
Then I saw , and I ask why.
Then a realization came to me .
We are afraid of them because we don't know anything about them.
We know the horror the animals are doing everyday but we are okay with that but the horror they do made us up all night.
it because we don't know what they can do.
So why don't I just keep on knowing them.
And then everyone should know about them.
And then everything can be all fine again.