At night I get paranoid... Like to the point that I stay awake until there are no shadows. No limb can hang from over the side of the bed. I have to be on the side, farthest away from the door. Every door must be completely sealed, and I never look under the bed. Sometimes still, nothing works.
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Short StoryA collection of things I write late at night. Whether it be little shorts, poems, or just getting deep. Anything is possible at night. (EDITED)
