There they are again, he stared at the gnomes who are trying to climb the drawer for a certain reason.
Tweek sat on the edge of the bed and watched them silently while pulling his hair. Not so violently, he was just playing with his hair. Gnomes took what they wanted as usual, he sighed and murmured "Are you done?".He watched them go then lay down on the bed.
But it wasnt possible to sleep for him. It was the time. His nightmares that make him sweat and tremble in fear were starting. He sighed and waited desperatly. They will come and haunt him. It wasnt a new thing, it was always like that. He couldnt remember when did it start but it wasnt so important, they were still there anyway.
Blonde boy heard a knock when he was about to sleep again. His eyes widened, not knowing what to do he buried himself under the blanket. Little boy prayed while holding his tears and sobs. Tweek hated that. He hated the fact he wasnt normal at all.
Voices got lauder and lauder, making him shiver and laughters were coming from not real monsters. Knocking hasnt stopped ever, somethings were playing cruel games under his bed and the worst of all boy couldnt do a single thing. Waited for dawn and sunshine but he knew that even light cant save him from himself.
YOU ARE READING
Not real
Fiksi PenggemarBoy sat down and wrapped his scarred arms around his legs. He knew he can do it. Actually , one side of him always saying he is not capable of doing anything. However, he didnt bother to listen it this time. He was already so tired and he needed to...
