That voice... He was like the boogieman under the bed, the monster in the closet. That terrifying thing you just know is there, lurking in the dark, waiting to snatch you up and eat you, even though you also know it's all in your head! But that thought is all too real for you and makes it that much more horrible, knowing you can imagine that. So you let it be real, be scary. You let it frighten you because you know that if you push it away it will come back more demonic and horrfying than it already was because you know it will be you!
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FanfictionJust rants and stuff for my writer's block. There could many things, paragraphs for stories, essays, etc. Short stories, one shots. Writing practice and challenges, prose I'd like to try out, pieces of fanfiction, previews for upcoming stories, thin...
