-

I could hear people's thoughts, and I hate it. Who wouldn't when you're going for a walk trying to find that peace and serenity you very much need but as soon as you step out your door, you could hear people's thinking.

'What would I get for lunch?' The woman who passed by thought as she held the leash of her dog.

'! I am late! I would ing get a memo.' The man by the car across the road thought as he repeatedly honked his horn at the woman with the dog who cross in front his car.

'18, 9, 26. I should pick those numbers and choose 3 more numbers. I'm surely going to win.' The old man who held onto his lottery tickets so dearly thought as he went over to the lottery kiosk that isn't even open.

'Gosh. How stupid of you Jessica Jung. It's 6am, of course there would be people around.' I could only sigh as he rushed away from street to get to a less crowded place. I am both thankful and sad I have not been sent to the mental hospital yet for going crazy.

Every single second of my life, I have to hear people thinking, Goddammit.

Then there was silence, it was a few good seconds before a loud voice screeched into the back of my head.

There are no voices but this woman's