I woke to the sound of my door creaking. I glanced up at my alarm clock 3:02. I rolled over and pretended to be asleep. That wasn't the first night he came into my room. My parents didn't believe me when I told them about him. But that's ok. They were going to be gone soon anyway. He told me that once I made them go away , I could live with him. And be free. Free from my depression. Lies. Hurt. But he was a liar. Just like the rest of them. Because I miss mom and dad. And I get lonely in this soft room. This stupid jacket hurts my arms. If you know what's best for you.
Don't listen to Him
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