Warning Label
If i were to wear a warning label, it would probably say WARNING! This child/person barks, meows, growls, hisses, and makes other various animal noises. Getting too close may cause major annoyance. Is very quiet around everyone who is not their friend and not on their bad side!
The label would probably have an image of a stick man with multiple animal heads.
Sunday: Enjoys making people go to church and is really close with Monday. Can usually be found reading a book or Having a nice outing with Monday.
Monday: Enjoys making you wake up early, School, and is very grouchy. Can usually be found at school or making people feel sad, angry, depressed, ect.
Tuesday: Likes making you go to school but helping you get past his friend Monday’s rudeness.
The lights go out for 5 seconds. When they turn on again, I see a note on the window. It says the word “Run.” I look behind me. My drawings. My fears. My weaknesses. They’ve all come back. They’ve come to life. They chase me till I break. I fall down on the ground and cry. “Why are you doing this?” I pout, fearing all my days of doubt. I want my safety. Not my Fear. Oh dear, oh dear, I’ve fallen through. The cracks I’d left for all but you. The cracks I slip through to get away, from all the doubts I’ve felt today. For if they return another day, they might just catch me. I am their prey. I sit and think of what I’m told. “Embrace your fears. Don’t treat them cold.” For if I fear them I will see, that little note each day of thee.
I sit eating my McDonalds burgers, preparing to lose the competition, when a ghost appears. “GAH!” I yelp, throwing a burger at him! “I wouldn’t do that if I were you. Ghosts hate McDonalds.” He says as the burger flies through him. “I-I’m sorry… You scared me though…” I say, still a little shaken. I’d never seen a ghost before, and I was very nervous. “S-so.. what are you doing in this part of town?” I ask. “Heh, you know, my new roommates finally moved in and when i took a shower, they kicked me out. It was either I left, or they trapped me in an Ouija board. And we all know they don’t want evil spirits in that house…” He says with a giggle.
She follows me home. Her name is said to be Demon. No one is for sure that is her name, or if she renamed herself… But I knew what happened and she was here to silence me. I panicked, and hid in the kitchen. I grab a knife just in case and hide behind the counter. She appears out of nowhere, and I plunge the knife into her chest. Blood begins to seep from her mouth, and she puts on a shocked look. She pulled the knife out of her chest and smiled. “Was that supposed to hurt?” She laughs with an unsettling grin. At that moment, I knew I was done for.
