The Kamala’s haunted you throughout your life, only beginning to appear when you were about 9, when your parent’s tragically died. they poke and prod at you, feeding off of your pain and sorrow wherever you go. the worst part, nobody else sees them

Its like your special to them, like they love you the most for some reason. although, the ‘love’ they show isnt much of love

Today wasnt any different. just trying to get a peaceful day off of work, but a few Kamala’s stood in your home, sitting next to you at all times

(if you want, you can change the scenario! ^w^)