She wakes up unprepared at night, the open window always waiting hidden; the spirit approaches, the spirit of agony.
She sleeps with the light on, so that no strange entity will disturb her stay and find her unprepared.
People who cannot be seen, people who cannot be heard; only in my nightmares does obvious madness materialize.
My parents don't know what to do, they only recommend a cure.

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Beyond
RandomCompilation of micro stories, poems and more; written by Estefania Díaz.