The friend
I really hope she comes with us too, when we leave this house. Who are you talking about? The one who plays with me till dawn, my friend who lives under my bed. Continue reading The friend
Tag: afraid
No need to be afraid anymore
Just as he was starting to calm down, he heard a knock on the door. He turned around quickly, his heart beating like a drum, and took a few steps forward. He was having a hard time breathing now, but he didn’t notice that. If his fingernails were digging into his palms hard enough to draw blood, he didn’t notice that, either. He could almost … Continue reading No need to be afraid anymore
We don’t talk anymore, but I do miss you.
I look behind me, and the soft blur steadies slowly, squinted my eyes a few more times and I now see clearly. It’s a broken bridge, there’s a hollow gap, a deep emptiness that separates us. We used to share intimate little spaces, strange but familiar darkness, and the perfect amount of comfortable silence. I used to fill your cracks with these tiny flowers that … Continue reading We don’t talk anymore, but I do miss you.
What to do when your child is a psychopath?
At 11, Priya was just over 4 feet tall and has wavy black hair and a steady gaze. She flashed a smile when I ask about her favorite subject (biology) and grimaces when I ask about her least favorite (math). She seems poised and cheerful, a normal preteen. But when we steer into uncomfortable territory—the events that led her to this juvenile-treatment facility nearly … Continue reading What to do when your child is a psychopath?
Sleepwalker, where did you go
I am in a dark room, and I have no clue how I got here. Why is the spider the main key element of fear? How would I know, I am asking you. I thank the lord as this time I am not tied up to anything, that’s a relief but my eyes are paining like hell. So many questions, but not a single answer. … Continue reading Sleepwalker, where did you go
Poof
There was a 4 year age gap between me and my older brother. One night I came late to room after simmering some soup, and saw my brother fast asleep in bed in room, which we both shared together. While I was resting suddenly he heard a scrapping and loud knocking noise erupting from his closet and woke up. He sat up in bed and … Continue reading Poof
