Maybe I panic because I need to for all of those who don't panic but should. Maybe that's why I'm haunted by spirits I don't know.
Mummy, told me not to talk to strangers, but these figures talk to me, do they not know? In panic of the third hour I don't see them but I know they see me I feel their eyes move off my body
There are no humans in this world, only animals, hungry for their instincts. I am cautious of every detail I know but no one else does Can they feel my eyes?
Or feel my heart, maybe even my sweat and my dry tongue because I pant I am you. Animal.
*"They live inside us, and sometimes, they win." -Stephen King