My Best Buddy

Ever since I was young, I felt alone. Whilst everyone else around me was supported, people would call me weird for having imaginary friends, but it felt nice. Nice to have someone who wouldn't turn on you. Someone who would always listen to you, and never be able to go against you.
Hatred was present everywhere
Everyone would betray one another at some point in time
Love, that's what this world needs most 
People like me, however, do not receive love. We are forced to make it for ourselves.
So I did exactly that. Can you blame me? Why would I choose to build a relationship with someone unpredictable, after all, those you trust most can still brandish a knife.
So, I went with the obvious option. I made my own love.
Something that would never die, no matter obstacles you go through
I made a friend
A buddy
I made my best buddy.
As a child, me and my best buddy would play for hours and hours without breaks. My parents simply laughed it off as a childish fantasy, or vivid imagination.
But, I knew it was real. Too real.
When I went to school, my best buddy would come with me, and when I'd sleep, it'd sleep right outside.
It seemed to have a peculiar love for the outside, never entering places with me, but staying as close as possible from outside. As if it were fearful of enclosed places.
I found it funny when my best buddy would breath on the windows of my classroom, drawing funny pictures to entertain me
But, as the days went on, I felt more alone, and no matter how much my best buddy tried to help me, I was still lonely.
For a while, my buddy had been wanting to go out
This was odd, as my buddy wouldn't normally do anything besides watch me
After all this time, my buddy had been supporting me, so I wanted to support my buddy
The place we went was dark, it was humid and damp. The sound of dripping water seemed to be the only thing one could hear from inside.
The place made me curious, there were doors everywhere, and out of curiosity I opened one up
The chamber was small, in the corner a puddle could be seen forming from the dripping liquid at the top of the roof.
Without warning, my best buddy threw me inside. Locking the chamber.
But why?
Was it for a surprise?
Then, all I'd have to do is wait, right? Maybe if I waited, this would all stop, everything happening. 
I just need to wait
Just
Wait
A little
Longer...
Category:Beings
Category:Mental Illness