Short stories

I will exist.

"Hello, Jamie. How are you today?"

"Good. How about you?"

"That's good, hey I have a question."

"Hit me with it."

"Why are people looking at us funny?"

"I don't know. All I know is that they should mind their own business."

"Stop glaring Jamie or you're going to make someone want to fight you"

"Excuse me, young man, but may I ask who you are talking too?"

"Umm, sure? I'm just speaking to my friend Jamie here."

"Sir, there is no one next to you"

"Yes, there is, and if you're going to be rude to him then just leave"

"So rude"

"Hey, don't worry about it. You know this happens all the time"

"I know but it still infuriates me"

"Tyler, who are you talking to?"

"Just Jamie again"

"How many times do I have to tell you that 'Jamie' isn't real"

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"Who are you?"

"I'm hurt! You don't remember me? I'm Jamie"

"You're not real, so go away"

"Either you play with me or there are going to be nasty consequences"

"Whatever man, just leave me alone"

"So I do get to have, good"

"Wait. What?"

"Whether you believe in me or not, I will continue to exist."

No more conversations

Only screams of pain and evil laughter was heard from Tyler's room

Soon it was silent

Nothing was heard from Tyler again