They welcome you to their group. You enter, shy at first, head down, biting your lips nervously. Their eyes study you , their lips slowly curling to a smile. You’re their new doll. One of them throws a joke, cracking the ice, breaking it into tiny transparent specks that brighten the room up . You laugh, they laugh with you. Something in their eyes captures your attention , but you can’t interpret what it is. Hmm , wickedness , maybe? Evilness ? But no, it can’t be. These people are different. They’re good. You let it go; you got accepted, finally, and you wont waste this chance because of some made up hallucinations. You start hanging out with them, having fun , going wild. A weekend is never spent at home, summer never alone. You might get tired, or broke, but no, that doesn’t matter. You need to keep going. You need to stick around. You finally got accepted and you can’t afford to wreck it. You struggle to keep up, and that’s okay. It’s fine, you tell yourself, it’s all worth it. They’re your friends, you can’t let them down.
Gradually though, so slowly that you barely notice it as it occurs, you change. Your head, it rises up bit by bit. Your confidence, it grows little by little. You don’t notice it, but they do. Their eyes are trained to detect it, for they know that a time will come when it’ll happen, and they know what to do, how to destroy it. They retreat, slowly fading away. You try to hold onto them, but they manage to slip.You run after them, but they’re too fast. You keep running in circles, never able to corner them , always a step behind. They’re crushing you, gradually, slowly,it’s working. And one day, you wake up, and it hits you. Once again, you realize you’re alone , a lonely sad creature back to the start. Your soul gives a howl, one drowned by the night,and you’re left there on the cold hard ground to slowly rot and descend to hell.