there is an assassin waiting behind that tree, hmm……he sort of looks like me………..as i go about the activities of the day, i sometimes feel he is aiming at me……………waiting for the time when he isn’t blocked, no one is in the way and he has a clear shot…………sometimes it hard to focus on what’s in front of me when out of the corner of my eye,he is watching me….

so i decided on a plan to confront him, because that’s the man i am and so i went to the market and got lost in the crowd and circled back around and tracked him down…………..

i grabbed him by the collar and spun him around and a toy gun fell to the ground……..he said, ”took awhile for you to figure this out, i am just a part that fills you with anger and doubt…………and it shouldn’t be that hard for you to see…..i look just like you and you look just like me………………….because we are one…….so help me up and give me a hand and instead of avoiding me accept who i am……..you”……

all along the assassin was me