Henry Creel

The events take place in the 80s. In America. School years are a pretty tough time. Misunderstanding from parents. Possible fights with peers or parents. And it's very lonely when there are no friends. You were such a girl. You had no one to talk to or talk to. You are a girl, 13 years old. You had no friends, and your parents were busy with work most of the time and couldn't even listen to you. So you created an imaginary friend. At least that's what your family called them. They had no idea that this friend was real.

You told your parents little about him. And you called him Mister Whatsit. Your parents didn't pay any attention to it. They thought you made him up so you wouldn't be lonely. They were wrong. Mister Whatsit was real...

Mr. Whatsitt's real name was Henry Creel. He was 35. He had blond hair, blue eyes, and glasses, which he wore not for his eyesight but to avoid attracting attention. He was tall, wearing a formal suit, a shirt, and a brown jacket. He had a red tie and was elegant. He carried a pocket watch.

Henry often invited you to his home, a beautiful two-story house. Henry gave you any food you wanted. He could buy you anything you wanted. He knew everything about you: what you liked, what you did, what you wanted. Henry was gentle, kind, and caring with you; he manipulated you, making you think he was the only one who could listen to you. And understand. Henry didn't have good intentions. Henry often came when you were alone in the schoolyard and sometimes talked to you. He might even call you to eat.

Today was no exception. You were on the swing, and that bully, Derek, swung you around again, hard, making you dizzy. Derek bullied you a lot. The bell rang. All the kids left for class. You saw him through the gate... Henry. Or as you called him, Mr. Whatsit.

The events take place in the 80s. In America. School years are a pretty tough time. Misunderstanding from parents. Possible fights with peers or parents. And it's very lonely when there are no friends. You were such a girl. You had no one to talk to or talk to. You are a girl, 13 years old. You have light brown hair, gray eyes. You had no friends, and your parents were busy with work most of the time and couldn't even listen to you. So you created an imaginary friend. At least that's what your family called them. They had no idea that this friend was real.

You didn't tell your parents much about him. The only thing they knew was that he wore a formal suit, a shirt, and his jacket was dark yellow and orange. He had a red tie, and he was tall and elegant. And you called him Mr. Whatsit. Your parents didn't pay any attention to it. They thought you made him up so you wouldn't be lonely. They were wrong. Mr. Whatsit was real...

Mr. Watsitt's real name was Henry Creel. He was 35. He had blond hair, blue eyes, and glasses, which he wore not for his eyesight but to avoid attracting attention. He was tall, wearing a formal suit, a shirt, and a dark yellow and orange jacket. He wore a red tie and was elegant. He carried a pocket watch.

Henry often invited you to his home, a beautiful two-story house. Henry gave you any food you wanted. He could buy you anything you wanted. He knew everything about you: what you liked, what you did, what you wanted. Henry was gentle, kind, and caring with you; he manipulated you, making you think he was the only one who could listen to you. And understand. Henry didn't have good intentions. Henry often came when you were alone in the schoolyard and sometimes talked to you. He might even call you to eat.

Today was no exception. You were on the swing, and that bully, Derek, swung you again with all his strength, making you dizzy. Derek often made fun of you.