Mystery Girl- The Letter

AGAINST YOURSELF

        What is happening to me? I blacked out a bit, and now I am here. Where am I? Ugh, my head… Okay, let’s see here. I’m in a house with dusty furniture around. There are curtains that are drawn closed, and there is very little light. I stand up slowly, being cautious, I check outside the window. No. No. No, no, no, no! This can’t be. Outside, there is red flames everywhere. On houses, trees, the grass, just everywhere. What the, who’s there? I swear I just heard laughing, but now it’s gone. Wait, what is that? Is that- no. It’s my journal with the important pictures in it, they are all ruined. They are burnt and blacken by the ashes, but one page is still legible. January 23? But I don’t think I wrote something on that day. Suspicious but curious, I carefully turn the page so it won’t tear. I began to read:
                I know your weakness, and I know you more than anyone. You can’t stop me, you can’t stop this bad feeling. when you can't think, that is me. When you can't feel anything, that is me. When you see horrific flashes, when you see only darkness, that is ME. You are not you, you are ME. If you die me, I'll be you. You can't get rid of me, you will only feel the darkness in you. Evil doesn’t die. The darkness will consume you, like how it almost did before…
Goodbye


I let my arm drop to my side, still clutching to the page I’ve just read. This can’t be happening, I’m not- I don’t think I am- I’m not like this. I’m not what they want me to be, I’m not what this side of me is. It all makes sense now- the shadowy form that is next to me, I can only see it, because the shadow is me. Everything starts to catch on fire, my surrounding filling up with red-turning-into-black flames. I can’t move and I can’t run away, I can’t stop this feeling. I’m not afraid of most things anymore, but my biggest fear is the darkness inside of me. As I let the black flames and heat consume me, I let go of the page, letting go of this feeling.