It was a terrifying sight. His eyes rolled all the way back in his sockets. I thought he was dead! I felt myself go light headed, and uncontrollably my eyes rolled up and disappeared into my sockets. I struggled for air. Nothing. It felt like my lungs were being clenched together and twisted like a wet rag. I passed out,

and woke up underneath a bed. "A dream?" I thought to myself. I could breathe again. The bed was high so I was able to crawl on my knees and hands. It was a big bed. Perhaps i'm in a couples bedroom. I looked around. Trying to find him, it came to myself that I was alone. Stranded alone. I needed to get out of that bedroom. I crawled to the end of the bed I came back to where I was before. I went again. And again. And again. Same. Thing. Every. Time.

My joints went loose. All of my bones slipped out of there sockets and popped out of my flesh and skin. I screamed. I screamed as loud as ever. I didn't cry. Just screamed. Wind blew onto my face. Like a wind storm was right in front of me.

I woke up.

"Darkness upon, darkness arise. Darkness pass, darkness fly." Said a low deep voice. "Sounds like a man" I thought to myself. I mumbled trying to speak. My words rambled into a loud scream, and I fell off the chair. My head started to pound. I put my hand to my head and rubbed where I hit my head on the floor. I looked up, a tall figure stood above me. I squinted my eyes trying to make out his face. The man helped me up. "Eh-uh h-h-hi..." I said, it was the most awkwardness moment almost ever. "Hello little lady," he smiled, "I'm Dr.Rin. Some kids call me Dr.Grin, I don't really mind what you call me." He looked down at me with a warming smile. "Wh-what happened?" I asked. "You went into a coma state for two years. We found you sitting at the edge of a cliff off of the east." He said. I looked around and stood up, "But wh-where is he?" I asked, I was worried for him. He was probably still out there almost dead! "Who is this, he?" He asked questionably, my face went blank and I breathed heavily and looked around the room. I was in a hospital. "We've heard you say he and him multiple times while mumbling in your coma. We've actually wrote down this story you've had in your head. "B-but, he's real! He's here! Somewhere!". I didn't want to leave him. He was always there for me! And I was always there for him. Wait, "No no! Only I can see him that's the thing! He said it! He told me! I met him through my cousin Jack! And! And! They met in his 7th grade class! He's real! He's real-" I tried to persuasive him, he didn't buy it. "Sweetie, it was all just a figure of your imagination. Now, it might take you awhile to get better. We've had to put you under a lot of medicine. You might just be acting up because of that." He said, he sounded like I was crazy. But I wasn't! I knew he was real! And I knew he was there! Waiting for me to come back. I just needed to wait for him.