Sparkatale

I keep seeing this boy. He's in my head and I can't get him out.

Sometimes he's in my dreams but most of the time he's just there beside me.

Not in reality but in a delusional state. One time my sister grabbed my arm

and I said his name. But now I can't remember his name. Sometimes I do,

sometimes I don't. We go on adventures when I put my headphones on. No

matter how hard I try I can't get him to leave me alone. I know what he looks

like but then I don't.