* * *
I screamed at mall security to check the cameras to see who walked off with my son.
They were just as confused as I was to see someone that looked exactly like me walking out the mall doors with my son.
* * *
“Alexa, dial the police,” I whispered as the man that was stalking me was now in my house.
The song, “So Lonely” by the “Police” began playing as the crazed lunatic made his way towards my bedroom.
* * *
My dad would tie me to the bed and do terrible things to me.
I still have all the burn marks on my body from the “holy-water.”
* * *
At first, I thought I was imagining the knock on the door till they knocked again.
As the knocks get louder, I report back to NASA that I don’t think I’m alone up here.
* * *
My girlfriend is trying very hard to convince me we are not living in a simulation.
I’m trying to convince her it won’t matter if I pull the trigger because she is just a program designed to distract me from the reality.
