Short stories

Dark

I was always afraid of the dark, because I never knew what could happen when I couldn't see anything, and when I was seeing things it was figures. I tought I was hallucinating, I would never go out at night. I would barely sleep and at times I couldn't even close my eyes, In the dark I occured to sense things touching me. I was able to hear voices, screams, steps. I guess I'm crazy, but I'm not intending to take pills. I might only be in capacity to sleep if there's someone next to me, unfortunately people fear me, they possible think if they start spending time with me they would become crazy too. If they're not scared of me they think I'm too fragile, that I have too much Imagination, but I'm afraid since I'm little, sometimes I have sleep paralysis. I can feel a weight on me, whispering things, and I try to trick my mind into believing it's not happening, but I've never succeed.
I can never stay out late, or sleep over at my friends house, anyway I have no friends but even if I had they would probably let me down. I've learned to shut up about the things I'm seeing or hearing in the dark, people would never trust me, they say I'm lying, for me it feels too real, if only it could stop it would be the best things that could ever happen to me. Sometimes I fall asleep in the Middle of the day and when I wake up it's dark. I start screaming and shouting, I leave alone so it's even harder for me, I can barely take care of myself since I barely sleep and I won't accept to work when it's too late.
I don't know how to get out of this,
I tought about dying but what if everything is dark when you're dead? I could never see the day light again, but I have no Solutions, no one except myself, and I can't count on myself.
I leave everyday through fear, I don't even know if we can call this living.
When will come the day, when I won't be afraid of the dark?

Author note:

That's maybe my favorite piece.