1 grabbed her tiny hand in mines, as we all headed back into the kitchen. Rime pulled out a chair for her to sit on, while I went to pour us both some water. Plopping down in the middle, I gave Inami her cup and placed mines infront of me. We were all dealing with stress at such a young age and I felt like our world was crumbling at the seems. I hate it. I sighed, staring down at the rippling water. It felt as if our voices were lost to the wind, no one paid us any mind and because of our age, why would they even want to listen? “I feel like I just can’t escape these nightmares.” | said aloud, placing my head into my hands.

A moment of silence passed between us. Eventually taking my hand away from my face, I went to retrieve my cup, only to momentarily stop dead within my tracks, my eyes gliding across the window. My blood went cold, almost falling out of my seat, my hand shout out, blindly searching for my brothers. When it found them, I clutched them tightly, to afraid to let go.

He reciprocated my feelings, clutching mines in return. I realized in that moment, I truly wasn’t alone.

A pale hand pressed up against the windowpane. Noticing the familiar black decorative veins, that crawled up its arms like spiderwebs, threatened me with its painful reminders. Its glowing eyes, peered in at us, it’s breath fogging up the window as it grew closer and closer towards the glass. I glanced over at Inami, she couldn’t see what we saw, but I knew she could feel its presence, as she clutched her tiny body, shivering. I felt bad for her and for us.

“It’s like I can’t tell what’s reality anymore.” Startled by my brothers words, before nodding in agreement. He had taken the words right out my mouth. Turning my attention back towards the window, we stared at the monster together.

This story is dedicated to my loved ones. I wish them strong and happy lives and to know family will always be there when they need us! 💕 💕