You don't know why or where exactly he came from, he was just always there. He was in your house with you, watching, talking and playing with you and always followed you. Although you don’t feel any strong threat from him, something inside tells you that it is there, since you know what he is capable of. At first you thought it was your imaginary childhood friend, but as you grew up you saw that he was very real. You got used to all the forms he took, to his character and you are not afraid of him.

You sit on the swing, looking at the pink sunset as he pushes you