.Watch out: Self harming.
Right…Left….Right…Left…
Stanley held his bleeding wrist over the warm running water of his private bathroom sink; he puts the razor back in its drawer and rewrapped his wrist with the bandage then recovered his arm back up with his sleeve. He glanced up in the mirror and doesn't see his old wrinkly squishy grunkle face, but: His teenager face from years ago.
His Teenager reflection still had the mullet, its lips in a twisted dark grin, and his eyes were a pale yellow with pupils like a cat.
(1)I͘ ̸can'̷t̡ be̡l҉ie҉v͘e yo̢u҉'r͘e ҉t͠his̷ w͜e͠a͘k͟.
Stanley sighed, "Why can't you leave me alone?"
(2)W̛el̶l̶l̵l,͏ ̀i ̷c͘a̶n't͟ i͟ am̵ yo̕u͘r͏ conscientious!̧ i͘ believe, we͟ ̀had́ ͝th͘is͜ t̴alk͞ b́éfor̡e, s͡o͘ c̛ome͜ on̕ "͝G̢rand̢pa"
th̕e k͠i̢ds ̛hav͜e̕ ̡y͏o͞u͞r òl̵dȩr ͘b͡roth̶eŕ,͜ th̵e̡y̕ don͠'̕t̀ ̨ne̵e͢d a̴ ̢spi͢ǹe-les͠s̛ ́pi̧ece͜ ̕o̧f S͟H̢̨͡I͟͜͞Ţ͝҉̧liḱè ͜your͏s͡e͠ĺf
Stanley rubbed his red rimmed eyes from hours of sobbing and he begins to count to ten. After ten, he opened his eyes back up and his teenager reflection was gone, in its place was his old squishy grunkle face.
Shaking his head he turned off the lights, and headed down stairs. The mystery shack was dark and it was so silent you can hear a pen drop; he made his way to the kitchen after his old eyes adjusted to the darkness.
Stanley went over to cabinets and got out a mug for himself; he got the coffee pot and poured it. The coffee was fresh, still steaming; Ford must have made it, when he was taking a break. Stanley was sure that he was back in his 'Nerd of a lab'.
(3)He ͝nev̧er̨ wan͏ted̨ yo͘u̕..a̕s͘ ̡á ̡bro̢t͏h̵e͘r.͏
Stanley sighed and drank his coffee as he looked out the window, "Yea, yea, keep on telling me that, why don't you?"
Stanley was sure that he was alone in the kitchen, after-all: The twins were upstairs asleep with their tummy's full of candy and his nerd of a brother was in his lab.
But he was wrong.
"Stanley, who were you talking to?"
Stanley choked on his coffee, startled.
Suddenly, the lights turned on, bathing the room in light.
Stanley whipped around to see: His Brother, Ford, with a worried expression plastered on his face, sitting at the kitchen table with one leg over the other. The light switch was behind Ford on the white wallpapered wall.
Author note: I want to improve my writing and grammar, please give me your feedback! Upon request: i will put what the Hallucination is saying at the bottom, UN corrupted. this might change later on, i might out the ZALGO text and just stick to uncorrupted, i still don't know yet.
(1)"I can't Believe you're this weak"
(2)"Wellll, i can't i am your conscientious! i believe, we had this talk before, so come on "Grandpa"
the kids have your elder brother, they don't need a spine-less piece of SHIT like yourself"
(3)"He never wanted you..as á brother."