Have you ever had that feeling, that eerie feeling when you know someone is watching. I've had that feeling all my life, seeing as I have a monster in the corner of my room. For some reason, he doesn't like coming into the light, he prefers to just watch me. His eyes pierce through the darkness as he absorbs the words I endlessly spill to him, as if he is my diary. He doesn't speak back but I know he can hear me, I can only wish that he will be my friend. It would be nice to have a friend, a monster friend.