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I looked around me… I was in a room full of junk- but it felt so empty. Without him. He seemed to follow me; everywhere I went, I could not get him out of my thoughts. He was a drug to me. I needed him to be with me 24 hours a day.
I thought about him for hours at a time- his tall figure, his large trusting eyes, the fact that he would do anything to save me. Was I in love with him?
I turned over and closed my eyes – I could still see him. I almost felt that he was thinking about me…
BANG. 'What was that?' I thought to myself. BANG 'OK Just a little bit creepy'. I got up and looked outside from where the noises seemed to be coming from.
BANG. It was behind me. I turned. Very. Very. Slowly. Preparing myself to be petrified…
Oh…
My…
Gosh…