He quickly typed out a text to his girlfriend telling her what he had done and that he had no explanation as to why he kept doing what he did. Sitting his phone down on the pillow beside him as he waited for her response. Another set of knocks came to his door as a small face peeked out from the other side of the door and ran up to his bed. It was his younger sister Jamie. She climbed onto his bed and crossed her legs clutching onto her stuffed rabbit. " If it makes all the scary things go away you can sleep with Mr. Jynx" she said as she uncradled her prized possession and handed it to her older brother. He smiled and sat up picking his sister up and sitting her in his lap. "Well what if you want him back?" "If it makes my big brother happy then Mr.Jynx can sleep in here until you feel better." He sadly hugged his sister ashamed that she knew of what he does to himself. Nothing could make him feel worse than knowing he hurting his younger sister,who could barely dress herself, and knowing that she would do anything in her power to help him feel better.

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Dear Self
RandomOur unnamed protagonist deals with depression and self harm in his day to day life while dealing with dreams and visions that plague his mind.