I was walking down the street enjoying the sun on my skin, and the sight of green grass. They were both things I usually ignored, but now they felt somewhat refreshing.

  I ignored the empty circle around me. It only made it easier to move around.

  I was quite far away from my house, but I enjoyed the walk. I walked through parks and actually looked at what was around me. Trees that I never appreciated, flowers that seemed so pure, and the scent of nature which calmed my mind.

  How long have I ignored this, or have I ever really looked at it before? I failed to recall an experience like this, one that felt so tranquil.

  It had really been a long time.

  I was close to my house, when I saw someone slightly familiar. A brown headed girl that was shorter than me. I continued walking but it seemed I caught her attention.

  “Azure?” she asked.

  It was Bell, a person who meant little to me. I tried to walk past her, but she blocked me. Behind her was her parents, whom I had seen on parent’s day.

  “What?” I said coldly, with my eyes sending the same message.

  “What happened to you?” She asked.

  “It doesn’t have anything to do with you.” I replied. I then walked around her, but she grabbed my arm.

  “What?” I asked coldly while yanking my arm out of her grasp.

  “Why do you look homeless? What happened?” She asked a little more desperately.

  “It doesn’t have anything to do with you.” I showed no consideration. I continued walking forward.

  “DON’T IGNORE ME.” Bell yelled loudly.

  “Why?” I asked the same way I did previously. I stared deep into her eyes, and she started to look away.

  “Because, I can’t ignore seeing you like this. What happened after you were arrested? I haven’t seen you in two weeks.” She pleaded.

  “You were that kid, if you are here that must mean things went well. Why don’t you stop and talk to her for a bit, she won’t give up otherwise.” Bell’s father spoke easily, he seemed quite carefree.

  “Things went well?” I said while stifling laughter, “You misunderstand, we don’t have that kind of relationship.”

  What I said shocked Bell, but I left without even seeing her reaction.

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  After I got home I took a shower. Usually being dirty felt wrong to me, and I would try to keep my hygiene at a certain level. However the past ten days basically erased that reaction from me.

  I started cooking for myself after the shower. Even simple eggs tasted delicious after eating that stale bread.

  I had lots of experience with housework. I would be able to fully clean my uniform, but it would take a couple days.

  I cleaned the house, which was filthy after two weeks of being left alone. I once again looked at the mirror in that room. I saw my reflection, I looked at my sins, however something was missing.

  It wasn’t just something, some of my sins were missing. Since I hadn’t been able to see my sins for long I couldn’t memorize them. But, some were definitely missing.

  None of the big ones were gone, especially not the murder of my mother.

  However some small and medium sized sins were gone.

  What did this mean?

  This must have been how they are sinless too.

  I could feel the answer at the very tip of my tongue. It was like I was staring right at it but couldn’t recognize it.

  I eventually slept for a very long time.

  The next day was a Saturday, and nothing special happened. I enjoyed warm food, fresh air, and hot water. After upkeep of the house and starting to clean my uniform, I found myself extremely bored.

  I took another shower, and tried to listen to music. The music only made me feel apathetic. Hearing somebody's voice happily sing about their life, or sing pessimistically about their sorrows felt hollow.

  What music do I like? I asked myself, and I found out I had never really listened to much music before.

  What did I really have before? I asked myself. I looked back into my memories, they were all filled with a strong intention, a strong purpose. However, all of me felt blank.

  I never did anything to enjoy it, I never listened to music, played with others, or even hung out.

  I never had friends before, or talked to people about random topics.

  It didn’t feel like I was much of a person, I merely reacted to my environment. I was a blank sheet.

  I felt a hole in my heart, I had given up all of that. I had never seen it in the past, but now that I had sworn to be alone I saw what it really was.

  The next day was a Sunday, I really didn’t have anything to do. I only wanted to press charges against the two officers, get Johnny sent to jail, help the girls recover, and have Kurt pay for his crimes.

  I couldn’t do anything about that now.

  And there was one annoying thing I would have to deal with.

  Nearly four hundred missed calls on my phone.

  It felt like such a big thing to do, and each phone call would be annoying to make. Who would I even start with.

  I started to scroll through the library of names. It was really only seven people calling repeatedly.

  Then a name poked out at me.

  Andrew Barrett.

  He had only tried to call me once, three days ago.

  I decided to call him back.

  “Azure?” My Father’s unfamiliar voice filled my ear.

  “Did you want something?” I asked coldly.

  “I just wanted to check in on you.” He said nervously.

  “I’m fine.” I responded before hanging up.

  One down, seven more to go. I thought lazily, but I soon gave up. It would be better to talk to them in person.

  I fell onto my bed and looked at the familiar ceiling, but it felt different. I had ignored everything around me for too long. It was like I wasn’t living in the real world.

  I fell asleep listening to various types of music.

  I would have to become a person.