Silently as I stare outside the window, the rain hits the window's ledge like diarrhea. Of course, there is no stench. I'm inside my small, quiet apartment on the 12th floor, wondering about purpose. My purpose, your purpose, and the purpose in having a purpose.
Sighing every two minutes, I felt a thousand hands on my pumping heart, compressing it till I had the urge to cry. A tear leaked out of my right eye, as I looked down on the radiator that was located below the window. The tear dropped on the warm radiator, then I expected to hear a sound. A sound that would fizz like a egg frying on a pan, but I heard no sound. The next tear rolled down my face, creating a trail of coating, and dropping to the radiator, but, again, I heard no sound. I opened my mouth and screamed to the top of my lungs as I tore my long black hair with my raw, fleshy hands. Blood sprayed out of my head, as the roots unplugged like a gardener tearing out weed. Then my finger nails pierced my eyes till they resembled scrambled egg whites. But, again, I heard no sound. Bleeding to death, I still wondered why I heard no sound.
I took both of my hands and placed them on my ears, and in the midst of tearing them off, I found something extraordinary. Two little beetles named Alex and Swishy were clogging my ear holes. I was angry, but I did not want the little beetles to seep in any further, so I quietly whispered, "little beetles, little beetles..." Alex and Swishy remained in position and did not say a word. I repeated again, but this time in a German accent. Then suddenly, I heard their voices, echoing as if my head were a dome in Rome.
"Vat iz dis?" The German beetles sounded annoyed.
"Herr Alex and Herr Swishy, your stay at the opening of my ears have gotten me deaf. Please, and I beg of you sirs, I need you all to leave."
The German beetles whispered in my Roman dome, but they somehow kept the echo's to a minimum, hearing only one word: "ear," or was it "year?"
Only Carissa would know.
During my last minutes of living, I realized how foolish I was. "German beetles, I know now."
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