Far away, that's the place I have always been in. People often confuse me for a happy person, because I can and have everything human beings are supposed to want. But people don't know that being rich is actually my curse. Human beings believe that money can buy everything, that it can just make your problems disappear. I am 100 percent sure, that it can't. At least not me, money can't affect me and it never will.
Still, Im walking down the streets and people turn to look at me, I am no one. Why do they stare? Do I have a bug on my face? In this huge city, with all the others walking as well, why do they stare at me? Could it be that they know how I feel?
Suddenly I bump into someone, it's a she. She disturbs my pitiful thoughts as I watch her fall to the ground. Slowly I help her up; she looks at me and I look back. I can sense she isn't mad, then why do I go through the trouble of helping her up? I've never done that before.
"Are you okay, Miss?" I get no answer back, just a cold stare. Neither of us looks away from each other. The more I look at her the more I seem drawn into her silver eyes, the more I want to stare.
"You, are you ok?" She takes me by surprise. How could she know I was not ok? Pretty easy to tell actually, just look at the man with the worn eyes and sleepless face, then you'll know how he is.
"What kind of question is that?" I have nothing to tell her, a stranger is not the one who's going to give me advice, for all I know, she could be in trouble too. "I can see you have no problem. So goodbye and Im sorry for bumping into you"
I begin to walk the way I was going, and when I decide to turn back I can see she is still there, not moving at all. No particle in her body is moving, just staring. Staring at me, looking right into my soul, her silver orbs eating me alive. Killing me with one look.
I am not planning on loosing this one, so I walk back up to her and ask what she wants. "I am the one who bumped into you, so don't be sorry for something you did not do" her eyes finally blink, and as she walks away I catch a small glimpse of what I think was her smile.