Between life and death

I can remeber “it” or my so call, shadow friend for a long time. Around 12 years ago when I was barely 3 or 4 years old during the time, my family and I lived in a small apartment while my sister and share a room together with bunk beds, though she always got top while I was stuck with the bottom one.

I remeber one night, I woke up feeling thirsty as got out of my room and into the kitchen for a cup of milk I didn’t finish. While I was drinking, I don’t remeber exactly on turning on the lights nor reaching them as I was quite small, but I ignore it like the child I was.

While my eyes roam around the dining area, there, I saw it. I saw a tall, black, shadow figure with white eyes and ears pointy like an Anbus from the Egyptian, standing still out of fear and shock. I was frozen in place, scare and shock and I remeber its voice, it was raspy, deep, almost a snarl as it call out to me. “Jasmine.” The shadow said which cuase me to drop my cup as it broke, crying out of fear as my parents came running, asking what’s wrong as I try to explain to them, but it all came out in slurs.

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