Mr.Anonymous

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This chapter is a bit longer than the others, so if you don't like it I'm sorry... Please just leave a vote and a comment please.

~Ms.Anonymous

Tommy furiously types at his keyboard for doing more research on depression. His girlfriend just recently got sent to the hospital after numerous attempts to kill herself.

After finding nothing for what he's looking for, he slams both his hands down at his keyboard and yells loudly. He runs his two bare hands through his short hair before lifting his eyes to stare at the computer screen.

"None of this is what I need..." Tommy said softly, before dropping his head into his hands.

He whined for a bit before shutting off his computer fully and standing up from his chair. He had been doing research for over six hours... So he needed a nap...

He stretched out his back for a few long seconds, listening to the satisfying crack of his spinal cord, before hunching back over and dragging his feet towards his bed.

He throws himself down onto his pillow and groans loudly inside the soft puffiness of the substance. "Why can you just be here?" He sighed loudly.

He flips himself back over, shifting around in his place to get comfortable before slowly closing his eyes. He crossed both his arms over his chest and started breathing slowly.

Tommy then starts to drift to sleep, but what pulls him from that... Was hearing an annoying and repetitive ticking noise. It wasn't a clock and it couldn't be water, So what is it? Tommy questioned himself.

He sat up from his bed and scanned his lazy eyes across his dark room. He leans over the side of his bed and pulls on the trigger of his lamp, as the room floods in with light.

He slowly looks around his room again, only to see the same thing from before...: nothing.

Of course, he knew he was going to sound dumb when he does this... But he slowly runs his fingers through his hair with a sigh and clears his throat.

"H.....Hello?" Tommy asked allowed. Almost like those dumb characters from the horror movies....

But of course, there was no reply...

The only sign of anyone replying, was the ticking noise started to get louder and faster. "What the heck is that....?" Tommy asked angrily to himself.

Of course, he finally realized that it was his keyboard to his computer. He rushes himself over towards his black desk and computer was and turned it on vastly.

He waited a few seconds before the blinding light of the computer flashes him into the eyes. If someone was to be typing on my computer, how would they be doing it? Tommy questioned himself.

Tommy sighed loudly before an idea came to mind, Notes! He quickly hovers his mouse over documents and clicks on it, being patient when it loads.

Documents eventually opens and he quickly searched up: notes, up in the search bar. He clicked on the small app to see something horrifying... Two new notes. The computer showed, and automatically flashes to "Three New Notes" in just a matter of seconds.

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