Uneasy Shadows part 6- Searching For the Truth

I have been trying to tell myself that I am a good person. I have been repeating it to myself since I found the knife in my hand.

I am good. I am good. I am good.

But... what if I’m not a good person?

What if I am a killer?

What if I like it?

I chase the thoughts away like a runner crossing the finish line.

My breathing is stable, and my spirits are high. I am ready to conquer life.

I am leaving this apartment and going for a jog.

Wait!

I can’t find my keys. I notice the pictures aren’t mine. The bed isn’t mine either. Those shoes aren’t mine.

Whose house is this? What am I doing here?"