October 9, 2013 § 2 Comments
His name is Tony and we are best friends, aren’t we? Yes we are. We go everywhere together.
If I leave the room, Tony comes with me. He follows behind me all the time. When we cross the road we hold hands and I help him cause he is scared of cars. I get scared of things too, so he helps me with that.
Like when all the shadows come at night and I think they are all shaped like knives and are going to cut my throat. Tony tells me not to worry because they are just the reflections of cars on the road coming through my curtains.
And whenever I run away Tony makes sure that I pack sandwiches and bring a blanket so I don’t get too cold out there.