AnimewolfRPC

"Can I come in?" I hear the innocent question seep through the wood of my door to the little room I created in a corner of my mind so my demons can have plenty of room to play in "No!" I shout, hoping it would go away hoping it would leave me alone "Too bad." Is the rough response I get and I shiver I hear the squeak of the door when it pushes it open I keep my head between my knees I keep my cries quiet I know it's still wearing it's black cloak, it's hood pulled up, hiding everything except it's malicious grin, the horrible stench of worry and fear practically sewn into the cloth It sits on my bed and I curl into a tig