Reality Check

is this real?

    My minds fogged now.  The things around me are weird in he sense that I don't know what it is.  When I was young it was never this bad.  There's people around me that I know aren't there. Yet,  I still see them. 
    Victorian style clothes and masked faces.  They just stare at me when I go by them. And they never move.
    "Ah fuck! " A car speeds past scaring the hell out of me.  "Are you serious right now? " My voice has fallen to a whisper as I look around trying to decipher what's real and what's fake. 
    Walking across the street I dodge a lady in a blood red Victorian dress with the standard white mask on her face.  I know they're not real,  at least I don't think they are,  but I still don't wanna touch them.
    An arm being slung around my shoulders sets my body off with a small shake. Turning I notice Jacob.  He's a year younger then me yet still very tall.  "Hey there James. " He says smiling a little clearly aware that he scared me.
    "Jesus Jacob,  hi. " Sighing I slip out from where his arms draped over me. 
    "You seem to be very tense as usual. " He let's out a small chuckle as he walks beside me. 
    Of course I'm tense.  Im seeing things that I can't always depict from reality!  But of course he doesn't know that.
    I step closer to Jacob for a second so I wouldn't touch the small kid standing there. "But of course, Jacob. " Is my answer as bland and toneless as always.
    He sighs opening the schools door for us allowing me in first.  "Seriously though,  chill out,  James. "
    That gets me to let out a laugh.  "Seriously?  You don't really know me Jacob.  Just let me be. " As soon as the hysterical words left my lips I quickly walked back out of the school. 
    Great.  That's amazing.  I just let myself slip in front of someone who seems to like hanging around me.  Has he not noticed I have problems?
    My legs start moving on their own at this point.  I'm running.  Heading quickly to the woods close by.  People are looking but I rather them look when I'm running then look when I'm having a hysterical mental breakdown.

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     Looking around the shadows of the forest I can see shadows moving about.  This is the only place that that happens at.  It makes me feel a little better knowing that. Although it probably shouldn't.
     "Breath." My breath comes out shaky as I start to go a little hysterical.  "Just fuckin breath you dumb shit. "
    A poor looking Victorian kid is peeking out from behind a tree watching my hysteria unfold.
    " You fucked up James.  You shouldn't have snapped.  God damn it! " A stinging in my hand rises after I hear cracking of my knuckles against the rough tree.
    A few tears sting at my eyes slowly falling down my cheeks. My breath slightly hitched with every breath I take. 
    "Hey." A familiar voice calls out panting heavily clearly trying to catch their breath.  "Are... " He pauses again as I turn to look at who it is. "You okay? " He finally spits out.  It's Jacob. 
    "I'm fine Jacob. " My voice cracks as my hand wipes a few tears from my face.  "I just got a little mad,  that's all. " I take a deep breath steadying my voice out the best I can.
    "Are you sure?" He comes closer.  It's dangerously close.  "You seem to be doing",  he pauses for a second.  " Not okay. "
    I was more focused to what was creeping up behind him.  A wolf.  It looked like it was growling at him.  Although I couldn't hear.  Quickly I moved forward.  "Jacob shut up.  Come here. "
    The only response I get is a confused expression after he looks behind himself.  "James,  there's nothing there what are you looking at? "