In a world where Peter never got over the fact that he caused his uncles death, he spends his life in endless suffering. Nightmares plague his sleep, keeping him up at night. He tries to hide his demons, but with each passing day it becomes more difficult. Can he keep his secrets from his friends any longer? ------------------------------ ᵀʰᵃᵗ ⁿⁱᵍʰᵗ ᴵ ᵖᵘᵗ ᵐʸ ʸᵒᵘᵗʰ ⁱⁿ ᵃ ᶜᵃˢᵏᵉᵗ ᴬⁿᵈ ᵇᵘʳⁱᵉᵈ ⁱᵗ ⁱⁿˢⁱᵈᵉ ᵒᶠ ᵐᵉ ᵀʰᵃᵗ ⁿⁱᵍʰᵗ ᴵ ˢᵃʷ ᵗʰʳᵒᵘᵍʰ ᵃˡˡ ᵗʰᵉ ᵐᵃᵍⁱᶜ ᴺᵒʷ ᴵ'ᵐ ᵃ ʷⁱᵗⁿᵉˢˢ ᵗᵒ ᵗʰᵉ ᵈᵉᵃᵗʰ ᵒᶠ ᵃ ʰᵉʳᵒ ------------------------------ I don't own Spider-man, all rights go to Marvel or Sony or Disney or whoever owns him these days. This is a ficlet, which means it will be less than 10 chapters (at most). I'm not that active in this fandom, so don't expect an update once a week. Maybe once a month if you're lucky. I have other works I'm working on too.