You were afraid.
For the first time in your life, you were truly afraid.
You weren't afraid of the never-ending darkness that had now consumed you. You weren't afraid of the monsters underneath your bed.
You were afraid of the flowers.
You were afraid.
For the first time in your life, you were truly afraid.
You weren't afraid of the never-ending darkness that had now consumed you. You weren't afraid of the monsters underneath your bed.
You were afraid of the flowers.