I was eleven years old when all of this happened. I was on the piano room along with my teacher and dog. We were practicing Sonata K12 from Mozart. My house was a Mansion, with a basement and an atic really big. There were many rooms on the house, the living room on the 1st floor and 2nd room, my adoptive parents' room, my room, my new little sister's room, the kitchen, the laundary room the piano room, the basement and the atic as I already said. Everything a kid would want but I was different from the rest of them. I had a condition called photosensitivity and I couldn't walk because of an accident on the stairs of the mansion. My parents used to think they would never have kids, so they adopted me when I was a baby. It had been a hard work for them because of my condition, and when I cripled myself it only got worse. I thought I made my parents life the worst ever, mostly my father's because my mother had a huge company focused on selling differnt types of silk, so we had a lot of money. Father used to tell me stories about when he was on the war, that was a really traumatic time for him. He used to handling it, but because of me he began drinking a lot and doing drugs. I only caused him stress and since mom was all day and night working, dad got a serious depression to the point of suicide until my mom gave him the good news he wanted. She told him that he was going to be a dad. He was so happy, he always wanted a sports son/daughter. Because of the photosensitivity I was unable to do any sports, my mom on the other hand wanted a musician. I made her happy in that way but she still wanted a normal kid.
After my sister was born, my parents hired a maid to take care of me, that was a month ago. As I had no one to talk to, I went to hire a piano teacher to teach me how to play in a professional way piano just to have someone to talk to. And that's when we are now, as I was saying, we were playing the Sonata by Mozart and it played excelent. A beautiful song, after the piano teacher left, I went to saw my little sister, my parents were all around her. The maid had already gone to sleep on her room. I was on the 2nd floor so I could move freely stiring the wheels. When I thought everyone had gone to sleep I called him as I whispered "Maury...Maury...!" . I liked him, for some wird reason, only I could see him, that's why I kept him hidden so no one would think I was crazy or talking to myself. He was like a substitute teacher when my piano teacher was gone. When I was with him I thought I could do anything, he taught me and he was the same age as I was, he always told me "really good!" Or "you're gettin' better". He told me he had gone on a trip to visit me from a long way, that he used to live on Transilvania. He was my only one and true friend, he could somehow understand me. And when I was blue, his body went inside of mine and because of him I walked, I could jump! I could run! I could do anything! And after we had our fun he tucked me in and made me go to bed. He always took care of me but now that some time has passed, some weird stuff has been happening. After he leaves and dissapears into the shadows I can barely but I see just a little bit that his eyes turn red and I start bleeding from my nose. But even with all the weirdness, Maury is and forever will be, my one true friend.