Quiet | phan

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It'd been a Tuesday.

Dan Howell sat on his bedroom floor surrounded by a pool of his own blood.

One thousand voices screamed in his head.

He rocked back and forth slowly.

He wanted to scream. But everything around him was yelling and he couldn't hear himself think.

Blood stained his cream colored carpet a brilliant scarlet red.

When his parents got home and found him, they didn't know what to do.

So they sent him away.

And there he was.

For the blue eyed boy, it's been different.

A Sunday night.

Phil Lester sat on the floor of his bedroom, wide eyed and scared.

His eyes darted back and forth in his skull and he shivered.

He turned and saw a hand on his shoulder. He screamed.

There was nothing there of course.

And when his parents came running from his bedroom he screamed more.

He didn't see his parents. He saw monsters.

And they sent him off.

And there he was.

Thus beginning the story of two dysfunctional lovers who dreamed of being happy, together.

If only life was that simple.