We Are Not Ourselves Novels & Stories

She gave me a tired look. “ That is why we are craving for a home. I use to think we're existing because we are here to live and die later. But I realized, living while dying is possible. No one seems to understand us the way we understand ourselves. It's crazy to think we can give comforts to others we wish we could give to ourselves.”

“Did she help?” “Yes. And no. We are whole now. The pull toward the seal is gone. But we understand what we lost. What we can never have again.” I looked at the red sky. “We are not who we were. Not who we wanted to be. We are just what is left. What survived. And we have to make that enough.”

I am not broken". Emma and I said at the same time. "AhaHhaaahaaa" that witch laughed and then said," If both of you aren't broken than who is the one which is broken. Is it me? Denying the reality doesn't change it but it'll make you feel better". Emma and I looked at each other and then again to that witch. She continued," One is trying to fight with none other than himself and the other is trying to fight her destiny. Oh, it's so interesting. But remember that the fight with your own self is the harder one. Tell me. Why are you both here?"

"The distributed self. The solution to being one person. One can die. Many survive." "Then why do you need me?" Silence. Breaking rhythm. Different breaths. "Because we're failing," the oldest said. "We forget. We fragment. We become—" she looked at her hands, "—ourselves. Individual. The thing we were supposed to cure." I walked into the circle. They parted. Let me through. To the center. A chair waited. Simple. Wooden. Sat down. "Name me," I said. They turned. Stared.

"None of us signed up for it, Teddy. But it's what we got. And we're stuck with it." I slammed the bottle down on the table. "But why does it have to be like this? Why can't we just... I don't know, why can't we just be normal? Why does everything have to be so fucked up?" He didn't answer right away. He took a long drink, then looked at me. "Because we're not normal. We never were. And we never will be." That was the ultimate truth of the matter. We weren't normal. We weren't like the other wolves. We were tied to something bigger, something we couldn't control. And I hated it.

“If we do not take care of ourselves, we will lose and I can not afford it.” “You have done everything. Three different species work together thanks to you.” “It is not enough.” “Sienna.”

Like we were something more. But we weren’t. We weren’t anything. Just a man and a woman playing roles. And I had started to forget that. “ Get yourself together and remember why you are here “ i whispered to myself.

I replied gently, “can we stop running now? You’ve totally run me to the bone and I’m totally exhausted. I can’t even transform anymore.” “Well, I can’t feel it anymore, so I think we’re safe. At least for now.” “Thank God,” I yawned, “I’m thirsty, hungry, and sleepy, and I’m not even sure which one I need the most.” “You could sleep first,” she opined, “I’ll keep watch and alert you if anything happens.” “You know I still find this weird, right?” “What, exactly?” “I mean, we’re the same person, or the same being since you’re not a human. And we’re talking to ourselves like two separate individuals when we’re the same. But then again, we’re not the same…”

"Six months ago, I was terrified of what I was. I tried to hide, to be normal, to pretend my powers didn't exist. I thought being different made me wrong, made me dangerous, made me something to be ashamed of." I looked out at the sea of faces. "But I learned something important: we're not meant to be normal. We're meant to be authentically ourselves, with all our power, all our flaws, all our potential. Human or supernatural, we all share that journey. The journey of discovering who we are and having the courage to be that person, even when the world says we shouldn't."

I suddenly remember the song called We and Us. I flashed out a smile as I looked beside me. The mug across me remained untouch, but let's just say that you are sitting across me and reminiscing with me. I'll only do this once, so I'll just let myself become delusional even just for once. Perks of being alone. You can do everything without being ashamed or embarrassed.