[ WP ] In an alternate universe , the phrase `` That 's my name , do n't wear it out '' is all too true , and after a certain amount of usages your existence is slowly forgotten . You feel yourself slipping .

`` David! David! David! David!'' 
 
 Louder and louder each time, Jerome said my name repeatedly. This had been going on for months now, and it was getting out of control. My life had begun to fade, slowly but surely, and I was petrified. 
 
 
 `` David! David! David! David!'' 
 
 Other people joined in. I was never popular at school, but I did n't really think I was hated. Not hated enough to have your name chanted over and over by hundreds of people who want nothing more to do with you. 
 
 `` David! David! David! David!'' 
 
 The thing is, you do n't just `` die'' when your name gets worn out, you vanish. All history and evidence of your very existence is wiped from the planet like I would swipe a fly from my forearm. 
 
 `` David! David! David! David!'' 
 
 The fade begins quickly, and slowly less people become interested in saying your name, simply because they do n't know it anymore. I have seen 3 people being `` faded'' as they call it. A cruel and twisting, agonizing downfall. 
 
 `` David! David! David! David!'' 
 
 The chanting got quieter, but it's hard to tell whether or not its because the fade is affecting your hearing, or you are being forgotten entirely. I'm not entirely sure which I would prefer at this point. Whilst there is no physical pain, your body starts to numb early on. Slowly, you literally begin to fade, people start looking through you. Everytime you trip over seemingly nothing whilst walking? Someone who once was but never will be again. 
 
 `` David! David! David! David!'' 
 
 A Faded. 
 
 `` David! David!'' 
 
 The chanting slowed further, people left the crowd gathered around me. 
 
 `` David! David!'' 
 
 I could barely feel my own body, barely think with my own mind, I wanted to escape but my will was weak and my strength waning. Try as I might, I could not move. 
 
 `` David! David!'' 
 
 Two people remained, but only one chanted my name. I wanted to speak, but he screamed too loud. The last breaths are choking, coarse and in vain. Was my life worth it? The short years that I lived? I can not tell you that because I can not think any more. I can not feel. One thing echos through my near vanished skull. A muffled scream of a young woman no older than myself. 
 
 `` David.'' 
 
 Maybe I was hated after all. 
 
 
 EDIT: *first time posting so be nice.: ) *
