he liked to play games
he liked to play with himself
he liked to play in the Dark
it
took him a while to befriend It
Dark was a terrifyinghulking
monster
that was his impression of It before he forced himself to meet It on Its
term
It may have feared him
Yahright he was a small nine year old boy like he could inspire fear
it took him months of deliberate
effort to conquer his fear
It waited patiently
It groanedmaybe if It hadnt groaned
hed have come along
quicker as he ran into things in the basement stumblingbanging
himselfbeating himself up
then one evening in the cold concretebrick bowels of the familys onehunred year old house pantingpanting
he didnt run
he
didnt run he remained still like a small
woodland animal refused to boltbetray himself give up to a lurking predator
Dark sighed About
time, little thing, you’ve finally, at long last, come to your senses; what you
fear about me is what you fear in yourself.
they became fast friends
It brought him through the
warbrought him back home
he liked to walk at night
Where you going? Out for a walk Where? a
tinge of jealousy
Where Around Wherever
several relationships failed
oblivously they werent
worth having jealous of the Dark
some fools broke into his house
three to be exact
flashlights
only
get a flash
it was gruesome
police got sick
he had a handaxethey hadnt a
chancenot a chance with
Dark on his side
he saw worse during the war
they played the wrong game in the
wrong house against the wrong adversaries
Are you alright?
I am Thank you
Stop thanking me.
Our relationship is because of your
initiative, willfulness, as a boy.
he sighed But
you got my back
Yes. I’ll always have your
back.
2306,
ReggaeFriday, 29 10. 21
0947, Saturday,
30 10. 21
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