Diary of Insanity

VII. i

The day starts off calm.

I am a gentle Shimmer.

Kale says he is Golden.

I have never been Gold,

But he says it is like Shimmering.

What was that?

It is midnight,

We are alone in the park.

There should be no noise.

I grab Kale’s hand.

Snap

A twig.

I turn.