"I see him, he's right there in the corner." I pointed at the boy with curls and green eyes. "Cathy, that's only a wall." My therapist sighed realizing no progress has been made in the past 2 months. I, Cathy Monroe, can't tell them anything, my friend, Harry, said if I did he'll hurt my family. "Oh so precious Cathy, don't you see? The light doesn't always reveal everything. Even when you think you're alone, you're not." He smirked and disappeared as always. 1978. LAAll Rights Reserved
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