#1~ Mr. Hansen
June 10th, 2019
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The screen turns to static as the camera adjusted. A boy comes into view, sitting at a desk with a white wall behind him covered in some posters.

He's bouncing a ball up and down on the floor as he sits in a spinning chair. He stops, facing the camera for a moment before he begins to speak.

"I... Don't know where to begin... He's... always been there.

I don't know since when and I... can't seem to recall him not ever being there.

He calls himself Mr. Hansen. He always stays in the far left corner of my room, right across from my bed.

He keeps me up at night... talking to me about things...

I can't say what kind of things... you'd probably think I'm crazy. Although you probably already think that...

Mr. Hansen says I can't trust anyone... not even him. But yet he's more of a friend to me than the others...

He follows me everywhere, but he only talks to me when we're alone. In my room.

He always calls me pretty boy. It's a little strange.. I don't know why he does, but then again i never question anything he does...

Mr. Hansen visits me frequently now. Before i would only see some of him when i stayed up so late at night i could see the early sun rising...

Now he'd wake me up when he'd want to talk. Which is very often...

"Hey, pretty boy..."

The whispers of the deep voice woke me from the light sleep i was in one day. He was here.

I moved the dark green sheets off my body as he sat up, looking over at the looming dark shadow in the corner of my room with those milky white eyes that bore into my soul.

"Where were you yesterday...?"

He didn't respond right away. He just... stood there watching me... I don't get it...

"Why didn't you show you show up?" I had to use more force... He was my only friend i needed to know why he... he didn't show...

"I'm sorry, pretty boy. I had some business to attend to. I hope you didn't wait too long for me yesterday."

I wasn't convinced. At that time and place i was... alone and scared.. He was my only friend and i needed him there when he wasn't.

"I fell asleep... I don't know when.."

The darkness seem to lift, another slit of white appearing on the wall. He was smiling.

"Ah. That's good. Sleep is a very important than, very precious. Like you."

He shifted slightly in the shadows, becoming bigger. As if he got closer..

"What were you doing?" Was all i could think to ask as i hugged my legs to my chest.

"Oh, pretty boy. I can't tell you that, it's a secret." He said with a wink. The tone of voice he used sent chills down my spine.

Like he was up to no good...

I stared down at the ground for.. some time. He didn't day anything else after that he just watched me...

When he did speak up, he started talking about something I... didn't want to talk about..

"Excited for the move?"

"I don't want to talk about."

He seemed upset with me... For a second. Just because i told him I didn't want to discuss a very sore topic.

This had been... a place i called home... for years. And now being moved...

It didn't feel right. At all.

"Well, You've gotta talk about it at some point, pretty boy."

I turned to the shadow, glaring at him. "I said i don't want to talk about it. Now shut up."

"Oh i thought you wanted to talk to me? Thats fine I'll go."

The room was... getting lighter like he was the reason the room was so dark.

"No wait! Don't go please! I don't... I don't like being alone... please.."

He didn't leave. That night was spent mostly talking and avoiding that question he desperately wanted answered.

Eventually, the sun started rising. He was gone and i was left laying there. I didn't want to go.

I don't want to go... But i have to. I have to pack, I have to..."

A knock from the door scared the poor boy in front of the camera. He was staring at the door wide eyed with fear before he heard a very calming and reassuring voice.

"You ready to go? The plane leaves in three hours so lets go."

"I guess I have to go now... I'll tell you how it goes."

He took the marble white bouncing ball and placed it on the table as he reached forward, saved the recording, and shut off the camera.