It was around 6 PM now. I saw a boy running, I couldn't tell was he crying, but I heard him. I was going to help him, but right as I was, I felt myself changing. I decided to try. I ran downstairs and opened the door, the last thing I saw was the boy running and darkness coming in. I woke up right where I was, it was 8:30 PM now. I wondered, did I hurt him? I couldn't sit outside my window anymore tonight. I was relaxing in a hot shower, I sat down and just thought about my day. I swear I heard footsteps. Almost like they were coming from the walls.
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Dark Passenger
Teen FictionThis story is about a boy who has a darkness inside him that is uncontrollable. Every time the darkness takes over, he cannot remember what he had done, but it is usually not good. He meets someone along the way, but he is worried can he keep them...
