Ok…I have to take a deep breath before I start this one.
Wait…five deep breaths, and maybe some yogic chanting.
Nahh!! That’s not going to work.
I’ll just dive in and hope to surface for air when I’m done.
Does this question even make any sense? Probably not!
But does anything really make any sense anymore? Keep on Reading!
The Best Friend
It wasn’t the darkness that bothered Shane, but the insecurity of being on his own, all alone for the first time in many years. In fact, he had never been afraid of the dark. Even as a young boy, he had spent most of his time loitering in the dark alleys near his grandfather’s house. Dark spaces had always enticed him, and made him feel calm. There was something soothing about the unknown and the unexpected. However, certain traumatic incidents had shattered his life. Shane hadn’t expected his parents to die when he was just ten. He hadn’t expected to be taken in by his resentful grandfather. He hadn’t expected his sister to run away from home when she was just fifteen years old. Keep on Reading!