Key: Past, present.

Why did I have to mess up? I could be talking with the other sides but I'm not. I had to just mess everything up. Why did I have to say that. "I don't care Thomas! I don't care that you always feel that I hold you back! It's my job! I literally exist to give you anxiety! That is what I am the literal embodiment of!"

"Then just leave! If you can't stop then why not just get away from me?!" I could see how angry he was. I shouldn't have interfered with his performance. I usually only affect him when he's right about to go on stage. I don't know why but I didn't ease up, I stayed. He choked and ran of stage. This was one of the most important performances of his life. He could have became an actor in a the play Wicked. This could of brought in a lot of money and helped his career in acting. I make so many mistakes but this was the worst. I don't want to do this to him any more. I affect him and the other sides. He was right if I just leave then I won't bother him anymore. He will be better of without me. There's one problem... I can't leave Thomas. Sides can't leave there host. We can't leave there mind, we can only talk to them in the mind space or our rooms. The only way for us to not affect them is to die. Hot tears were streaming down my face. I know what to do. This is for you Thomas. I grabbed my pocket-knife. I opened it, its sharp blade glistening. A blade never looked so scary to me before. I held the knife in front of my stomach. Just as I was about to impale myself I heard a knock on the door. I'm sorry Thomas. I thrust the knife into my stomach, dropping to my knees. The door burst open with Thomas running toward me. "VIRGIL, come on don't do this!" my vision started to get blurry. I heard inaudible noises coming from Thomas.

I looked up at Thomas smiling then spoke in a whisper, "You can be happy know." I blacked out. If only I knew how much my presence affected him.