It was the shadows. The shadows were his home. He can't leave his home. At least, that is what I thought. He first came when I started to get bullied at school. Back then, he was just some nagging in the back to my head. But as I grew older, he grew stronger. He wasn't just some nagging in the back of my head anymore, no. He was all of my insecurities, my worries, my bad thoughts, and everything else like that. He is my darker half.
I don't understand why he came to me, and not somebody else, but he did. And I hate him for it. He is the reason I have nightmares every night. He is the reason I don't eat. He is the reason I snap at my friends for asking me, what's wrong. He is the reason I can't voice how I feel. He is the reason for everything wrong with me.
He comes to me in my nightmares, you would think i get used to that but no, he IS my worst fear, all in himself. In my nightmares, he shows up, makes the whispers start, until I can't stand it anymore. I beg him to kill me, every single time, without, fail.
He knows me more than I do. Therefore. I. Can't. Beat him. Its mentally impossible. He tears me up from the inside, out. He knows what scares me. He knows all the guilt that i feel, and all the pain I have known.
I thought that i was safe at the MYC. The MYC is my favourite place to go. There is where all of my friends are. Where I thought that I was safe from him. Where I thought that he couldn't touch me. Until that day.......
