My own parents, think I need Meds! MEDICATION! FOR WHAT? DEPRESSION? ANXIETY? WHAT? I AM SANE!
"Mom, Dad. I... I swear. Listen to me. I won't hurt myself, or anyone else for that matter. I truly see things. I mean, I can see just fine. But you thinking I need professional help is, it's just.." And then, I just ran. I didn't give a care in the world. I ran so fast out of the house. Into the woods I ran. I ran until I saw Alana's house. I honestly don't care anymore. I need to find someone. Anyone. As her house appeared, so the the yellow police tape, and the carcass of my best friend.
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HorrorEveryone is afraid of something. For some it's spiders. For others it's the dark. For me, it's it. The one who is outside my window. The one who watches me while I sleep. He's always there, watching, waiting, but for what? My friends don't believe m...
