I swear. Sometimes. It's like he's still here. I haven't seen him in quite a while.
Sometimes he comes back. But it's been a long time.
The more time goes on. The more I wonder. Was that a short span of insanity I had. Or was I haunted. And then he left me.
It scares me so much. I have told only few real people about this. Not even my own mother.
It still feels like he will come back.
I think he's only there when I'm at my lowest. When I need him the most. When I need to be hurt.
I know now. That I am crazy. I'm just not sure if that's how he was "born".
Did I make him?
I ask myself the same questions. I never get an answer. But this is as far as it will get.
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The adventures of my Shadowman
РізнеI developed an alter ego/demon/physical embodiment of my insecurities. His name is Shadowman These are my weird stories about him. Enjoy I guess
