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Malevolent.

Shadows that hurt me.

Holding me down.

Screaming at me.

Whispering threats in my ear.

Pain.

Shadows that floated around in the darkness like gray ghosts.

So much pain that it drowned out the fear of the wraithlike entities who closed in on me.Their laughter made me shiver, their scent so foul it made my stomach turn.Sweat and body odor mixed with stale cigarette smoke and nicotine.The metallic taste of blood on my tongue was welcome compared to the smell of the shadows.

I tried to open my mouth so I didn’t have to breathe through my nose, but my jaw hurt too badly.

There was no part of my body that didn’t hurt.Hair didn’t have nerves, but when the shadows pulled, I wondered if whoever had taught me that useless fact as a kid was wrong after all.I tried not to cry out, but that only made the shadows angrier.Part of me wanted to piss them off, but each day, I grew weaker, and I was starting to give in.Let those stupid shadows have their fun, give them the tears and the whimpers—the brokenness they found so amusing.

The shadows pressed in closer, and I struggled, unable to breathe as the darkness turned the floating figures more corporeal and I fought to breathe.

Shadows.

Pain.

Darkness.

Agony.

Please, I don’t want this.

I’m scared.

I want to go home.

I want…

No!

Home wasn’t safe.

The shadows took me straight from my bed in the middle of the night, and no one stopped them.Vaguely, I remembered a different shadow standing in the doorway of my bedroom.Still.Emotionless.Not a word was spoken as the terrifying shadows tied my hands and feet together and carried me from my room, past the motionless shadow that could have easily been a statue.

But, no.I knew that shadow.Loved her.Would have given my life for hers.

As she should have fought and risked her own life for mine.

Instead of just standing there with blank eyes, letting the shadows take me.As if I didn’t matter.My worth was no longer useful to her.Her next fix was more important.

Was she high when they took me?Did she know what the malevolent shadows would do to me?

Soul-crushing pain sliced through my head, and the pressure in my chest made it hard to breathe.The shadows were back to laughing.Scary.Manic.The smells were becoming too much.My pain level had reached a new high, one that no human could possibly experience for so long and still survive.

Pain and shadows.

Darkness and agony.

Fear that tore at the threads of my sanity.

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