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I didn't see much from yesterday, and I barely slept. But I did see the child again, as I woke up he was standing on top of me, or was he just sitting there? My mind plays tricks on me, right on my belly with his cute white socks, and I noticed that he wore a black skirt type of thing, I believe its called Hakama, but it was different and more natural, and he had a white long sleeved comfortable shirt that looked like a jacket, I don't know how to describe it, he was so ethereal and unreal, and I saw his cute feet as he stood on my belly, it was funny to me, and then suddenly as I had closed my eyes because I wasn't sure was I dreaming or was it real, he sat on me, with both of his hands on my belly and he stared at me, his face was so beautiful like mine but more prettier, not a face of a human, but more of an angel, his eyes were sunked dark, but you could see through them lightly, and his smile, as he looked at me, I was unable to do anything but look at him. And then I woke up, was it real, or was it just a dream?

If kids like that existed, this world would cease to exist, that is all that I know for sure, that kid, he is what god is afraid of, let alone mortal beings like humans. Haha..

I think I love him.

But even I know, within my deep and blackened heart, that he is way above me, that I could ever hope to be, both spiritually and physically, what is the reason on saying any of this? Nothing. Nothing at all, but that kid, he has chosen me, and yet, I don't even know who he is.

And I wish I did. He almost looked like me, when I was a kid, expect I had a shorter hair, yes...

His hair, it is so subtle and thick and nice and gorgeous, black, like his eyebrows, those are hair, what am I saying, ah...

I never had any feelings towards other kids, let alone like this.

But that kid is different, and I can feel it.

Is he watching me? I need to stop this, I cannot even fathom his existence, let alone mine.

I need to wake up.

...

His skin, it was like mine too but it was naturally paler, richer in color, my skin is suppose to be utmost perfect, when it comes to truly natural skin. And mine is pale too, I have to stop this, he is taking over my mind.

I have to wake up.

..

I am ready to wake up still. But I lay on my bed still. And as I lay off from my bed, while I still wear my jacket, and all of my other clothes too, wait, I did this yesterday, what's wrong with me? That kid, he has taken over me, and I can't escape him, because ... I don't even want to. But, I usually take my clothes off, however through the past of these days, I haven't done that much, I can't remember when did I even do that, I must really be losing my sense in my reality, and it feels, disconnecting, but also, freeing. And right now, I don't want to shower at all, since I don't sweat at all.

But once I do sweat, I must shower, and so, I go to my bathroom, and then I wash my face. If I meet anyone while on public, I also shower, but this time that is not going to happen.

After doing my usual "hygiene routine," I walk to my living room, and check the internet with my phone for more news, and I see an online post, and I read it, three teenagers killed near theater, nowhere is safe anymore.

I grin as I say, yes. That is true.

After that, I put my phone away back into my pocket, and I head outside, I must go get my daily meal again, and I walk away from my apartment again, and I decide to not go to the same place, but this time, I want to travel more away from the center of the city plaza, because as you could guess. It is filled with cops. But the real reason is, that I don't want to go there, not right now, and not anymore .. because the evil people must be scattered across the globe. And I am going to find each of them and silence them for good.