Well, it just so happened that I began to hear a strange sound, I looked up to see he fan rolling, but then it wasn't the fan making such sound. Not until I realized the sound was actually coming from me, I had just returned from work and I was exhausted, but I doubt that was why, what could be the cause of this faint sound coming from deep inside my chest.
Well, since it's coming from me, it's just better to face my fears. So, I summed up courage and slowly placed my hands on my chest, then I remain still and quiet. I noticed I had no beat on my chest, it just feels as if there was a vibration going on under my skin. I was shocked for a moment and couldn't do anything, just then, as if something had ignited me, I ripped off my shirt and rushed to the mirror stand. What I saw left me speechless, my knees immediately went weak and almost could not carry me, I saw first a little shiny screw around my collarbone. I wiped my eyes, I need to wake up from this dream, how possible.
But then, I was still here, it was still there and I was still shocked. I touched it, pressed into it and scratched throughy skin, and it became more revealing. I saw metal, that was when the reality hit me, I wasn't human, or maybe no one actually is.... I quickly rushed out to be sure, I met various people, no one really seems to notice the panic and fear written all over my face, some were busy buying and selling, I saw some walking, some talking and some were even playing love and not to talk of little kids who cared less about their surroundings. But then, I know what I'm out for, I moved closer to a few and really listened, and I could hear it, that faint sound, it was all over, humming beneath the various voices, I could hear the sound of that synchronized machine that was pretending to be human, I moved near some kids in my neighborhood, acted like I was just looking out for them as I would always do and I could hear it as well, that faint sound.
So we were all robots, how com.i never noticed, how come no one knows, were we designed in a kind of way to believe that we were made of flesh and blood. I was scared,.to scared to admit that what I just realized was true. I was confused, but I had got injured and I had seen blood, how was that done, how possible. Also, who actually built us, what was the purpose, what was our own purpose, why didn't they let us know? So we didn't even have any free well from the beginning, it was all programming.
I was so scared that night, I had to invite my friend over, I told her, showed her what I saw after scratching deep into my skin, asked her to really listen and check, but then she just laughed, she said it was nothing, that she knows I was only trying to prank her, I don't know how best to convince her, she wouldn't even allow me, she kept waving me off. Later, she left, I couldn't sleep, the following morning I rushed to my parents place, told them, they didn't believe me too, they just looked at me as if.....I visited work to ask for few days off and told some of my colleagues, they wouldn't believe too, including my pastor, they all thought I had lost my mind, and who knows, maybe I had lost it.
I did my best to make people know, but no one was interested, so I stopped talking about it. Maybe I was the only one that was meant to find out, or was I programmed to be the only one to find this out too. But then, the fact that I kept quiet about it hasn't stopped the questions from haunting me. Who is controlling us, is someone behind it, a robot or a real human?
One particular evening, I was just strolling by the roadside, and I watched how everyone was living life, I saw how the kids played carelessly, laughing and were filled with joy. On my way home, I kept thinking about it, as suddenly just like am electric shock, it hit me....Maybe we weren't defined by our designs, maybe what actually qualified us as human isn't blood, flesh and the air we breath, but the ability to love, care, feel, think and defy that which we were built for.
So, what can I say...we are robots, that's just the truth, but then as long as we can still be sad and laughing, as long as we can still forgive when we were being hurt, as long as we can still dream, as long as we can still feel for others and as long as we still care and love even when we are being controlled, then very much more than whoever our maker/makers are and what they think/imagine we are still more of human.
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