No matter what they tell you, don’t look back.

I had made that mistake before, now I’ll try and warn other before it’s too late-to save you from ending up like me. Trust me you don’t want to find out what’s going on behind you.

Don’t make the mistake I made, I’ve got physical and emotional scars from it. Now you’re probably scared too. Don’t be, remain calm, it can sense fear. It feeds on fear whatever you do please stay calm. Now it all started way back when, I was a youngling at the time. I had no idea that this changing would eventually take place, and trust me Thank God I had that innocence.

Times change after all, you can’t help what you’ll eventually become. I wish I would have known that way back when, I wouldn’t have beaten myself up for it as much. Then again, could I have stopped the changing?

I could have.

I really could!

No, that’s crazy talk you don’t know what you’re talking about!

Don’t talk about us like that. Crazy I think not!

Mother said it’s been obvious that somethings wrong with me. I don’t know what she’s talking about, she’s the one with problems. She’s crazy.

I’m the only normal one here, you’ve gotta trust me. Anyways whatever you do don’t look back.

I made the mistake of looking back, that was the first time I saw him. Him who I saw. He was vicious, and had a dead eye. He was peering over a body, my mother’s body. She had it coming she called him crazy. I know what you’re thinking, it’s me isn’t it? No, I’m a girl, but I’m also a boy. Actually I have no gender I’m more like a mass. I exist so you’d say but everything you know isn’t real. So my mother didn’t get murdered, it wasn’t real. The only regret I have is turning around, I saw that mirror.

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