The Shadows Can Kill

It all started years ago, when I was about ten years old. That was the time I started seeing, them, the shadow people. For a few years they were docile, they were even like friends back in a time when I had none. Of course their friendliness didn't last for long. I knew very few things about them, but I knew that they suddenly hated me for some reason and would do anything possible to mentally and physically injure me. Oh and I know one more thing about them, not many people can see them, for all I know my brother and I could be the only ones who can see them. And their only goal is to hurt us. But there was one important thing that none of us knew, they can take over your mind. If you listen to them and give in to the darkness you will die, and then they can use your corpse to take over others. Of course soon after the first death we figured that fun fact out. I still remember his death like it was yesterday. Everyone could see it, he was just slowly getting worse and worse. Nobody really knew why he was so unstable. Until one day I came home from school to find him sleeping on the couch. It's wasn't until my mom got home and I heard her screaming till I figured it out. He was dead. I mean we all knew he had problems. We just never thought he would go as far as to actually kill himself. My brother and I cried all night. Unlike you probably think, we didn't cry because we missed our dad or because we were home all day without noticing he was dead. We cried only because everyone else was crying. We both felt the same way, empty, we were completely devoid of emotion. We were nothing, and yet we still cried. I'm sure that you are very confused as to why we had no emotion towards our father's death. Well the thing is that we've been inside the darkness for a very long time. Over that time all the hate and fear has made it almost impossible for us to feel. But after Dad died, it started happening. More and more suicides were being reported, we slowly had more emotions, but not the good kind. Somehow the shadows were getting into people's minds, they were trying to get us to give in to them, saying the only way to escape this hell that we call life was to kill yourself so you can go with them. But it wasn't true. We then learned that they had figured out how to possess corpses. They would kill everyone in their path, the world seemed to grow darker and darker with every step they make. Fin and I are the only ones left that we know of, everyone we knew had been killed and the bodies have been taken over. They are all out to kill us so we can be their little pawns and help them turn the world into nothing but darkness. We are to afraid to leave the small community we live in, we are currently hiding away in the basement of one of the many newly abandoned houses in here. The only thing I'm afraid of is I don't think we can make what's left of the food last longer than three more days. If we can't find some way past the shadow-possessed corpses we could die. Why? Why would he do it? Fin just couldn't stay smart and keep hidden like me.I just watched with my own eyes as my brother, the only person who I could ever really trust, got killed by kids own hand almost the moment he left the house. Now all the shadows are on high alert. Even if I had the guts to try to sneak out, there was no way I would survive taking two steps outside that door. And I know what you're probably thinking "You should use the cliche movie trick and sneak out at dark so they can't see you". Trust me I thought of that too. But it gets worse after dark, they knock at the doors and scratch at the walls, and all I can do is sit there and cry. I had no way to survive this. I suddenly heard a voice. There was only one problem with it, the voice was coming from inside my head. It had a sweet, friendly and enticing tone to it when it cooed to me “You know you can always stop this. You don't need to go through all this suffering. If you just end this dreadful thing that you call life, all the pain and suffering will be gone. All you have to do is give in to the darkness and join the shadows.”. Just as I was raising a shard of broken glass to my wrist I head a set of different voices “Please, don't let them take you. I need you to stay with me.” “Don't do this. We need you to live. We can help you past this! Please just live for us.”. They were the voices of the ones I love. They were the voices of the ones I thought didn't care, as they kept speaking to me, telling me that they lived me and needed me to live and be with them, I noticed something amazing. The darkness was dissipating, I could see the colors again and the world was not longer bland. And as I saw the shadows disappear and see my friends run to me with pure joy being their only expression, I knew that one day the shadows would return like they always do, the people who are willing to accept me will also be willing to help me fight them. I know that next time I fight the shadows, I will never be alone, I will have my army of lights so bright that they will chase the darkness away.