1. her favourite

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"Then she left" I exhaled deeply, I told her everything about the girl who used to be the sun of my planet. She was lying on her bed, her long brown hair was all over the pillow.
"And that's it?, she just left?" I watch her eyes full of sadness, I couldn't tell whether she was feeling sorry for me or she felt sad because it was the most sad story she could ever hear..probably not.
"Yup she just did" she tightened her grip on her pillow and looked at me, even though she could not see me, she was looking directly into me, It felt so right yet so wrong ..
"When can I see you, Christopher?"
She looked so sad, I hate the fact that she can't see me. I make her sad, I'm a disease and she needs a serious help.
"Soon, shannon, soon." She gave me a small smile and I knew she was deep in thoughts, she shook her head to get rid of her thoughts as they were clearly bothering her, I couldn't see her face as she burried her head in her pillow and drift in sleep.

I don't know who I am or who I should be
I'm just a stupid voice that echoes in her ears.
I wake her up every morning, just to see her sleepy face and the beautiful smile that's drawn on her lips. "Goodmorning", She rubs her eyes and yawns, gosh! How beautiful she is. I watch her taking a deep breath and stretching her arms as she yawns.
"Goodmorning chris" she half smiles at me, gathers her hair in a bun as she tucks the loose strands that fell off her bun behind her ears, She stands up and goes to the bathroom, allowing me to smell the scent of her body as she passes by.
"Shan, your mum is screaming from downstairs, that woman is driving me insane" I can hear her small laugh that comes from behind the closed door "just give me a sec" she said.

Her mum cooks really good, shannon likes the food that she makes. She doesn't eat much but she makes sure she tastes everything her mum makes for her. She's so nice to everyone, her mouth stretched in a big smile as she eats her breakfast
"Mum, that was delicious.. thank you"
"Your mum is a great cook" her mum shrugged her shoulders and rolled her eyes to the statement she just made
Shan looks a lot like her mother
The beautiful long hair
The slim body they both have
The big brown eyes that look like a brown sea that has many shades of brown. I lose it when I keep looking at her..she looks like the sky that's full of plenty of bright stars.
I wish she could see herself the way I see her.
She has a lot of friends, but she always tells me I'm her favorite friend. I couldn't bring myself to tell her I'm no good, I'm just a voice she hears and all this is just a stupid lie or more like a living hell, she can't be enjoying this. The school bell rang and interrupted my thoughts.
" I gotta run to spanish now." Ughh I hate when she says that, I never want her to stop talking to me but I'm toxic, I'd keep talking to her untill my thoughts consume every single cell of her mind.
"And please try to stay quite while the teacher speaks" she gives me that cute smile of her
"You love it when I talk" I try to sound as confident as I can
"You make me laugh you jerk, I'll talk to you later" she fixed her hair in the toilet mirror before she let out a sigh and made sure no one heard her talking to me, she waves her hand at me like she already sees me then she recognises what she did and pushes a strand of her hair behind her ear and leaves, she always does that when she's nervous.
"Hola miss shan" I try to talk to her during the class just to hear her small giggle that she tries to hide away.
"Shuuush you dick, don't talk" she muttered under her breath so the teacher doesn't kick her out or any of her classmates listens to her speaks to no one. If she only knew what she's going is so wrong.
"Easy big bear, calm down" I tried to focus on what her teacher was saying, it doesn't seem really interesting but shan seems to pay attention. She's a good student, I remember staying up late with her so she can finish her course work.
"You're going to recieve your marks tomorrow kids, you can go now, adios" finally the teacher has finished his class,
It was the last period of school, thank god. She walks out of class and heads to her locker.
"Don't you ever try to speak again during classes." She sounds so damn serious as she hisses under he breath
"I'm sorry, I was just trying to make you laugh" she shakes her head in disappointment but she knows she likes when I do that
"You're very annoying sometimes." She laughs but recovers quickly as she realises we're in the hallway and everyone paid attention to her loud laugh but I laughed along. I don't want people to think she's crazy or whatever because she's not, to me she's amazing.
"Only sometimes?" She blinks a few times and says "you jerk." I like it when she keeps talking with me and calling me names "you give me a headache" I tease her and watch her giggle when she says " I give you a headache?? Wow." I can see the way she rolls her eyes at me, I always want to see her frustration when I talk to her, consider me obsessed, I follow her lead as She takes a few steps forward and makes her way to her car.

Shan's pov.

The moment I stepped in the house I could smell the food that mum was making, and it smells delicious.
I'm so freaking hungry, I sit on the counter as my mum prepares me a dish of whatever she was cooking.
Christopher has not spoken during my meal, neither after I've finished
He could never be sad of what I said to him, could he? He's probably asleep, but does he ever sleep? Is he even real?
I've never thought that someone could hear a voice and be friends with it for a really long time. I've been hearing christopher for a few years now, It's obviously not normal and I'm pretty sure I'm going crazy, I frowned and shook my head to take away the thought.
I speak with chris more than I speak with my real friends. But does that mean he truly exists? I can't keep thinking about it.
I rush to the bathroom to take a hot shower, it has been a really long day
And christopher hasn't spoken to me yet. Could all this be a lie? Could all this be hallucination?

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