5 days until the Party. That's what today means to you, right? Just another day before your special day. You are trying to make friends with the same kids who made fun of your fear. It's funny, actually. "I'm just trying to get actual friends for once....alright? I can't live my whole life with my only friend being a voice in my head." Excuse me, Mr. "I Want To Be Friends With My Bullies", I am not just a voice, I'm also physical. "Fine..." Thank you. --- I first met Goldie (he told me that's what his name was) around 1 year ago. He's like, a imaginary friend of kinds.....but he's not imaginary. Everyone else calls him that. He's real. He once told me a story about how he was a child once, and how his own uncle killed him. I don't really believe him. How would he get in my head anyways? It's not like he possessed me.....right?