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Since he was little, he has always seen weird things. He always thought he had gone completely crazy. No wonder. He thought it was a hallucination something he came up with. Because no one else could see the things. He also doesn't have friends so he suspected that they were probably only imaginary friends. But unlike his human friends that left him when became four, the imaginary friends remained. There were no nice people he played with or anything. They were terrifying figures from roosing look. Either dripping blood from their body's or something else. He has never heard a word from them, he only got glances. I did one way or another they were taking care of him like a family. I did everything to protect him. There always was at least one ghost with him. It was really something to get used to it. But he just threw up, ignoring it he was already up. He didn't want to be also someone that went mad
1 What is life if not to live
