My Girlfriend from Mars

My girlfriend is from Mars.

She just looks like human, but her ‘inside’ is different than us at all.

Now everybody likes her and considers her as poster child of ‘good girl’, but I can say that she will disappoint them soon with confidence.

When I met her for the first time, it was not so long before I notice she is dangerous.

However I didn’t try to escape from her, because when I realized that, I wanted to know about her more.

I talked to her as much as possible, and invited her to come my party.

As a result, I could get an amusing girlfriend ——— a girlfriend that I have still now.

Because her confession made me find my guess was right.

When I told her that I loved you, she said sadly,

“But I’m from Mars. Do you love me still now?”

Of course, you know, my answer was yes.

Say, let me talk about my ‘girlfriend.’

She often explain how she feels by using a word ‘apples.’

For instance, when she feels sad, she says

“I feel like a rotten apple.”

Besides, she uses this word to talk about philosophy .

“When you watch an apple, the apple also watches you.”

Actually I don’t understand what it means.

But I know why she says like that.

One day, I ate an apple at home.

She was staring at my apple.

I asked, “Why are you looking at my apple?”

She said, “Oh, is this called ‘apple?’ In my planet, we have similar fruits.”

She walked slowly to me and touched my apple.

“Can I eat this?”

I gave her the apple.

She bit it and said “Wow. This tastes like our fruits. Our ancestors believed that the fruits are also in our body and they are our hearts, brains and soul.”

I guess this is the reason.

She sometimes asked me, “Why do you love me?”

“Far from good girl, I am not girl. I’m not a human. Why do you love me?”

I always answered to her, “I wouldn’t care even if you were a devil.”

It was lovely days.

However it changed completely last Friday.

She killed my ex.

She said,

“Sorry. So sorry. I was afraid if you don’t like me.” with tears.

I couldn’t say anything, but I hugged her.

In my arms, she asked.

“Do you love me?”

I nodded.

“Why do you love me? You are normal. I’m not normal. If you hadn’t said that you loved me, I wouldn’t have done such a thing.”

I was really excited. I felt like ‘a pop apple.’

“Because, like you, I’m not normal. Because I am a monster.”

As soon as I finish saying this——— the word I prepared long ago——— I started eating her.

I didn’t forget to memorize her smell, her taste and her scream.

I found that her internal organs were not so different than humans and me.

Her bowel was filled with apples.

The day will come when my ‘apples’ will be mixed with the fruits from the distant planet more and more.

I can’t wait for the day.

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