i can see you

Day Nine:

 

I can see you. Can you see me? Oh, come now, this is how it was meant to be. No one really sees me, so it's only fitting that I fade away into nothingness. Well, not that nothing. There is always a problem with your not seeing me. It means you don't know I'm there. And when you don't know I'm there it hurts.

 

Eh no, not in that way. I mean in the physical way. A trod on the toe. A bruised shoulder. Sometimes it's even a door in the face. But I know how to fix that. It's the age-old method of how to keep everyone in line. Fear. Pulse pounding. Heart thumping. Sweat-inducing. Fear. For I'm rubber, you're glue, what you do to me I'll return ten fold on you.

 

You shut the door on me, I put you through it. You step on my food and I break yours. Soon everyone will be too fearful to leave their homes and the world shall be mine. Mine, I tell you. All of it. I'll go far and wide and no one will ever catch me.

 

So if you hear a noise, feel a bump, hear some breathing. Who knows. It might be me.

Done