Dear You

The summer is slowly fading, but you are still there standing all creepy and stalky. I want to share this feeling of happiness, and the gentle glow of the evening sun. We have spent many times together, and I cherish them with all my heart. I want everyone to bond; Mion, Shion, Rika, Satoko, and you.

But...

I know you won't live through the night, because you are slowly being consumed, and you are thinking that we are trying to inject you with some crazy syringe, and sooner or later you paranoid phobia will kill you. I will still be there, but not there to comfort you but there to laugh at your silly pain.

It's the truth and you know it...

I expect that after a week or so, that you will go insane within your own wonderland, and grab that bat in that old locker in our school. You will then come to our house while we sleep peacefully and smash us to pieces. You will try to call the police, but instead your own stupidity will claw your own throat out. There, you will be lying down dead with marks on your throat. It is probably too late, since you are already insane and I might kill you right now or that I might be behind you. Your phobia is getting stronger with each sentence then to each letter.

I know tonight won't be different right, reader?

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