I Pray for the Parasite to Come Back
Hey, I need to get this off my chest. I don’t even know where to start. I guess it all began when I saw a parachute at my son’s gymnastics class. It triggered something in my head, but I couldn’t remember what. Then, I passed out and hit my head. The doctor said I had all these health issues, but I felt fine. I was just tired all the time.
Then, it got worse. I saw the parachute again—only this time, it was outside my house. Underneath it were two figures, a parent and a child. They waved at me, and I freaked out. I barricaded myself in my room, but then I realized something was wrong with my scalp. I lit it on fire, and this black-blooded creature detached itself and fled.
The weirdest part? I felt better after it left. I remembered a life with my son, a life that felt real. But now, I’m alone on my farm, everything falling apart. I’m gaunt, starved, and my mind is a mess. I hate my life now more than I ever did when the parasite controlled me.
I don’t know if I want the truth or the lie anymore. I pray for that creature to come back every night. Maybe it’s better to live in a beautiful fiction than face this grim reality.
#Paranormal #MindControl #RealityCheck
