The day you left me is still clear in my mind. Why would you do this? You know I love you. We’re meant to be. We are destined to be together, the stars told me so. You used to love hearing that. You shouldn’t have talked to that guy. I wouldn’t have gotten so angry if you had told me you wanted permission first. But you were never good at hiding things, were you? Like your house key. I mean, you put it under the welcome mat? How cliche can you be? You’re lucky it was me that found it. You were safer that way. Well, until I found you and that prick sleeping together in OUR bed. It’s okay…

It all started with a slight itch on the tip of my right middle finger. I absentmindedly scratched at it, and continued playing Minecraft. I soon forgot about it entirely, as a Creeper blew up the house I had worked on for an hour, as Creepers often do. I cursed and began to rebuild. My rebuilding took me long into the night, as I had to gather more supplies. When I looked at my phone, the clock said 2:30 am! It was time to crash, or I would be useless in the morning. I slept well, without any dreams. Only sweet blackness. I awoke feeling refreshed, eager to start the day. It wasn’t until I gripped my shirt that I…

Ever since I was little, I knew there was something wrong about the storm drains that lined my road. They were stealthy and silent. However, there was always the thought that if I listened long enough I may hear something begin to whisper. I never lingered long enough to hear though, because I was terrified. I could hardly stand to walk across them. Most of the time I would keep a long space between the eerie enigma and myself. But the day I want to tell you about is the day that I slipped up. The day when I learned that monsters and demons really do exist. They lie in wait. They will find you. Just like they found me.…

The day you left me is still clear in my mind. Why would you do this? You know I love you. We’re meant to be. We are destined to be together, the stars told me so. You used to love hearing that. You shouldn’t have talked to that guy. I wouldn’t have gotten so angry if you had told me you wanted permission first. But you were never good at hiding things, were you? Like your house key. I mean, you put it under the welcome mat? How cliche can you be? You’re lucky it was me that found it. You were safer that way. Well, until I found you and that prick sleeping together in OUR bed. It’s okay…

It all started with a slight itch on the tip of my right middle finger. I absentmindedly scratched at it, and continued playing Minecraft. I soon forgot about it entirely, as a Creeper blew up the house I had worked on for an hour, as Creepers often do. I cursed and began to rebuild. My rebuilding took me long into the night, as I had to gather more supplies. When I looked at my phone, the clock said 2:30 am! It was time to crash, or I would be useless in the morning. I slept well, without any dreams. Only sweet blackness. I awoke feeling refreshed, eager to start the day. It wasn’t until I gripped my shirt that I…

Ever since I was little, I knew there was something wrong about the storm drains that lined my road. They were stealthy and silent. However, there was always the thought that if I listened long enough I may hear something begin to whisper. I never lingered long enough to hear though, because I was terrified. I could hardly stand to walk across them. Most of the time I would keep a long space between the eerie enigma and myself. But the day I want to tell you about is the day that I slipped up. The day when I learned that monsters and demons really do exist. They lie in wait. They will find you. Just like they found me.…

The day you left me is still clear in my mind. Why would you do this? You know I love you. We’re meant to be. We are destined to be together, the stars told me so. You used to love hearing that. You shouldn’t have talked to that guy. I wouldn’t have gotten so angry if you had told me you wanted permission first. But you were never good at hiding things, were you? Like your house key. I mean, you put it under the welcome mat? How cliche can you be? You’re lucky it was me that found it. You were safer that way. Well, until I found you and that prick sleeping together in OUR bed. It’s okay…

It all started with a slight itch on the tip of my right middle finger. I absentmindedly scratched at it, and continued playing Minecraft. I soon forgot about it entirely, as a Creeper blew up the house I had worked on for an hour, as Creepers often do. I cursed and began to rebuild. My rebuilding took me long into the night, as I had to gather more supplies. When I looked at my phone, the clock said 2:30 am! It was time to crash, or I would be useless in the morning. I slept well, without any dreams. Only sweet blackness. I awoke feeling refreshed, eager to start the day. It wasn’t until I gripped my shirt that I…

Ever since I was little, I knew there was something wrong about the storm drains that lined my road. They were stealthy and silent. However, there was always the thought that if I listened long enough I may hear something begin to whisper. I never lingered long enough to hear though, because I was terrified. I could hardly stand to walk across them. Most of the time I would keep a long space between the eerie enigma and myself. But the day I want to tell you about is the day that I slipped up. The day when I learned that monsters and demons really do exist. They lie in wait. They will find you. Just like they found me.…