I was a lonely and introverted kid, so I made an imaginary friend to keep me company
but he isn't the same anymore, I'm now trapped with this-this thing, this monster that I called a friend...and I'm not even sure if I'll make it out alive
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Jungkook sat on his bed as he happily played with the iron man figurine he held up. Making sound effects of something like wind flying by while the superhero toy flew in the air
But what was odd was that he was all alone, yet he laughed, joked around, and spoke to the wall that was in front of him, and from his other sentences it sounded like he was having an actual conversation with the wall, laughing at nothing and answering questions that was never heard or said
Ms.Jeon stared in fear at the sight, Jungkook was only five years old, so why is he acting like this?
"Then iron man comes in from the skies and shoots the baddie with his weapon! chong, jojun, balsa!!"
He giggled and hit the iron man figures onto the T-rex toy on the bed
He laughed and continued on hitting the dinosaur with his toy over and over again, his eyes showed so much emotion but she couldn't understand and decipher what it was expressing
"Die! Die! Die!~"
And then he stopped, he stared at the wall before his mouth formed a big smile "Hooray! hyungie is proud of me!"
He stared again "Continue? Okay!"
And he repeated it all again, he started hitting the dinosaur more fiercely though, he even held it down as his arm retracted fully into the air, dropping down roughly to punch the toy with the other
He stopped momentarily and his cute big doe eyes was questionably loomed over with darkness and his smile became more sinister
He suddenly grabbed the arms and started ripping it off from the body, then taking the head, decapitation it and crushing it's face
He removed everything possible to detach and took the body into his hands, his fingers became so stiff and firm that he managed to break through the strong plastic as he was able to rip it in half, even into pieces
But his expression was still the exact same as the last one
"Hyungie..." Jungkook breathed in and out heavily as he went to the wall, hugging thin air in front of him before falling straight into the covers and knocking out on his bed
His mother still stood silently at the door and stared, all she could do was just look at it all unfold cause she couldn't do anything about it in the first place
Though she wished she could help her only son
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