I live in a world with no people just open murky day after murky day with my light always on
365 days a year just sitting there waiting for someone to make you a bit more necessary and necessary is the word just one intsy tintsy bit of self esteem injected into the blood stream like only the boost people give me is much more addicting and I have more money at the end of the day too
I am alone in room door locked enough food to last a long time and enough internet and video games to keep me busy but everything just fills a gaping hole inside of you like no other a hole that grows bigger the more you try to fill it
When I pacing as I do for a long time every day (no sunlight so I can't tell time) I noticed someone behind me everytime a dark force the same everything as me he copied my every movement and would do just as I said a loyal and obedient friend, about time for that right? For years and years I got to know him his name was charlie and the reason he did everything just like me was because he wanted to be like me so much but he couldn't because only in complete darkness without light
I said I'll do whatever you need For the first time ever I shut off the light a sharp pain down my back and a piercing feeling through my cornea I couldn't see I rolled around in the bed found the bolted door and tried to pry it open but it wouldn't move I was blind with no hope in the world to know what happens next I scramble as teeth pierce through my neck and blood starts pouring out of me I find the lantern light the match and the room illuminates and the pain stops such a strange thing that
After that day Charlie and I didn't talk anymore he just stood behind me while I sat on my compute and stared with his darkness then the day when I couldn't take it anymore I took the chair I sat in and the chord to give my computer electricity and hung myself. The last thing I heard was a knock on the door and deep voice saying 20 minutes till the bus, get up now or you'll be late and Charlie kicked the chair over and I now I am just hanging there now knowing what happens when befriend your own silhouette.