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I woke up a little bit early today, I really couldn't sleep last night. So I decided to start my day early too. Starting my day off as usual, wake up, bath, change, eat some toast and make my way to work.

My job is really being a handyman whenever the job calls. Some weeks I work through all the seven days and other weeks I work some. I own my little shop, I bought with my own keep.

Today feels quiet, not much customers coming in. Suddenly I feel that shadowy presence, but I assume I'm alone. I try to shake it off but I feel I'm being watched closely by an eye. Chills running down my spine, my throat choking in dry waters made of air pockets. The room feels to be closing on me, the walls get tighter, and tighter till I can't breathe.

I can't take it anymore, so I run out my shop to try and get air. I start gasping and cough loud coughs, trying to fight to breathe. With my eyes wide opened, I look up into the Heavens for sweet breath for my lungs feel empty.

Thankfully they answer as I take a deep breath to breathe again. I look down to the ground, my hands on my knees, inhaling and exhaling slowly breath by breath.

"What is going on", thinking to myself.

I go back into my shop, but all feels normal like nothing even happened. I wipe my head of sweat and sit down to calm my nerves.

"What is going on", I ask again.

I concluded to seek a doctors aid, so I rang one on the phone to set an appointment.

"Do you not feel it follows you,

Sickness it's not. The doctors you meet don't know what is True.

Can you not hear me, please hear me out,

This is no sickness, this is not what you think it's about.

Please look behind,

Look to the place you try to hide.

Sickness it's not. Face the Truth.

For if you don't it will still follow you.

Cut it from the origin, find it's root."

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