I’m different. I’ve seen things that seem unbelievable, and things that are hard to deal with. I think that by escaping into the dark and strange recesses of my own mind, I am escaping that.
This world is unstable. Reality has these twitches, through which the unreal or unlikely can find its way in. I’ve seen it. I’ve seen horrible creatures, which shouldn’t exist. I saw my mother die, and my father fall apart.
I need to wear this mask to hide away from those things. Sometimes I wonder what people think of me. I know I always seem to be in another world, but in a way I am.
Please let me know what you think!