Don't Fight It

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Six year old Grayson POV

I woke up with tears in my eyes. I had that dream again with the monster with sharp teeth and golden eyes with black lines creating a smile but it looked like it was born with it. But I felt safe when I dream about him.

I felt someone in my room or some thing. I had to know if it was him, he's like a special guardian. "Hello is anyone out there?" I ask looking around. Then something came out of shadow and it was him, my special guardian. He's here "Hey Grayson." He says waving "My name is Grayopalehs or you can call me Anti Gray." He says.

He told me his name but he hasn't stepped into the light. I have this window and the moon is shining bright enough it was lighting my room up besides where Anti was standing. "Anti can I call you Anti?" I ask "Sure I like that nickname." He says. I didn't have to see him to know he smiled a little.

"Can you please come a little closer? I want to see if you look just like in my dreams." I ask. He hesitated at first then he walked up to the bed and sat down. "This is me." He says. I was about to touch his face but he flinched then he allowed me to touch his face by coming a little closer. I touched around his eyes they were amazing I've never anyone's eyes golden. "Your eyes they are amazing." I tell him.

He looks at me like what I just said had finally clicked. "Our eyes are amazing." He says smiling. I tilted my head confused. "We share a bond. If you tap your veins we become one. Also if you tap wrist we can mentally speak to each other and you don't have to keep tapping like how you have to with your veins." Anti states.

I tapped my wrist and he started talking to me without moving his mouth. This is my life now, I can live with this. Life isn't going to be hard right?