By my bedside

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It started of as a normal day; I was tired and mentally exhausted because of the events of the previous days. Except by the end of the day I felt different, I felt like I was being watched, followed even.

It was only around midnight that I realised what it was, there was someone sitting by my bedside watching over me. I couldn't quite see at first if it was a boy or a girl because of the darkness, but after a while I saw she was a girl. She was a lot like me, she talked like me, acted like me, we had a lot in common, but she was a little different. The next few days she stuck around, followed me everywhere and told me stories. I wasn't very comfortable around her at first; there was something off about her, almost scary. But after a while of getting to know her I became more comfortable around her than anyone else I had ever been with. I stopped hanging out with my other friends; she was my everything, all I had and all I knew. 


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