C2P3: Harry?

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I've isolated myself since all the drama, I haven't even played with my little Daisy since then. She has bothered me a few times to play Barbies or house with her, but I just can't. And it breaks my heart to see her look at me with her big sad, curious eyes, and wonder: what happened to my brother?

Suddenly I heard a faint but raspy whisper from outside my room, "Harrison!"

I turned over on my bed and looked at my door, and waited for a while. I must have been imagining things. I let my eyes get heavier, and heavier and I felt myself drift away...

"HARRISON!" The voice called out louder this time. I turned once again and this time I knew it wasn't just me.

It was a mans voice, one I didn't recognize. I sat up and I yelled back, "Who's there?" in the most intimidating tone I could let out.

No answer..

I began to get angry, but I did nothing about it except lay back down and try to ignore it. And once again, im drifting....

About 2 minutes into my sleep, my door swings open and I hear, "Harrison who are you talking to?"

"Mom, what the fuck are you trying to pull? Because it isn't funny. Now let me sleep."

"Please dont speak to me that way."she said with a quiver in her voice. "

Or what? You'll poison me?" I scolded. "Harrison! Stop that now! You're freaking me out kiddo. If you need anything, let me know okay?"

I looked at her for abmoment and looked at the ground. "I need you to leave me alone." I mumbled under my breath. I know she means well, but I've had enough of her.

Take three, hopefully, 3rd times the charm. I layed back down and turned over to see a man standing at the side of my bed.

"Holy shit! Who the fuck are you?" I yelled.

"Harrison, is that any way to talk to your grandfather?"

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