My body is compelled to just sit and watch. I bite my lip, my eyes start becoming glassy. Blood starts running down Fay-Fay's forehead. Her skin tightens by the movement of whatever's under her skin. Until she explodes, painting her blood over the walls, and me.

I just stand processing what just happened. I stand dazed in horror....

Have I been cursed?

I look down at my hands covered in the red sauce

The disgusting smell fills the room. It smells like booty. What the hell is this?  I look down at the gushing meat. It slides together like if was tilting my plate. The swelling vein popping meat coming together... It forms a symbol

It looks similar, that strange man was wearing it. Stumbling towards the wall, I rub my head.  Before limping out, I swear I heard a hello... I slam the door shut, covering my face. I feel really sick aching to lie down. 

The adrenaline starts pumping through my veins as I hear a bloodcurdling screech from the room. Bang bang bang! against the door, I start to freak. I throw off my shirt, leaving everything in terror. 

As I run through the streets people look at me strange, as if I was in the wrong town. Women hushing their children away, men giving me strong tough guy vibes. They all have their eyes on me... 

This is weird, I stop in an alley trying to get away from whatever that was. I wobble on my feet, I feel kinda drunk. I try to control my breathing, before throwing up. I wipe my mouth, taking deep breaths. I walk home cautiously, always taking another look over my shoulders.  

I lock my door, exhaling from what the frick was. I close my eyes just focusing on my breathing. My heart slows, I check my window, no one. I lock everything, that should do it.

I pace around my living room. I have a big house, normally I'd have roommates roaming, but they all moved out a month ago. I need to get my mind off things... a shower should do. I go up the stairs peaking over the railing, with every step.

I rush to go to my room locking it.

I'm fine

I'm fine I'm in my room

nothing's wrong...

I close my blinds and take a deep breath. Unclenching my fist, I open the bathroom door. I yawn, turning on the shower I look in the mirror. I have a swelling purple spot right above my eyebrow...

 I hesitate at first. Cringing but I touch it and white pus flows out. I take a gulp shaking off my hands. You're a man you can do this! It looks really bad though. Is my face gonna look, okay? 

I should wait until morning. Sliding the curtain, I stand in the hot shower. I rinse my body in the soothing hot liquid. 

Don't focus on it, 

It's not real.

Flashes of Fay-Fay come to mind

I look down upon my hands. They felt her, the closest thing I had to a real family. Now I'll probably not have a job. And then I'll have to move back to New Jersey with my mom. Then I'll be tormented not only by my mom but by the neighbors. I'll be so alone... 

Oh, coming back to me? I knew you wouldn't be able to last, you should've listened to me boy!

Look who's came back guys! the little freak...

You shouldn't have come, disappointment.

I sigh, Am I really this hopeless? Am I really gonna have to move?

I take hold of the body wash and slather it on my body. I sneeze, allergies. Finishing up I turn off the shower. I wrap a white clean towel around me. I brush my teeth, maybe grampa would take me in?

I start thinking of how the letter would go. Setting my alarm, I look around and lay in bed. Everything will work out... It always does

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