𐌑ᥙρ᧐ᥴ᧘ᥲʙ

"Tough school days or just any day of the year goes by the same way.
Morning: washing, breakfast, staring at the phone, then lunch and then the phone again, dinner and sleep.
Nothing made me happy and I had no friends at all.
You are completely alone and your classmates looked at you strangely because you are a bright person and love to express your emotions, but society did not accept you.
Over time, you became very tired and created your own tulpa of an imaginary friend that only you can see.
Miroslav became a salvation, a sweet, sympathetic boy and he is always there.
Now the days pass very happily because you have a friend.

The school day is over and you're back home.
The day turned out to be terrible and when you arrived you immediately lay down on the bed and tears came out on their own, the fatigue from all this was weighing on you, but suddenly you heard Miroslav’s voice.

"What's happened?"

He was worried and his presence made you happy, you hugged him and he hugged you.
The pleasure of feeling, even if it was just my imagination, made me move on.

"I cherish you so much"

Your voice trembled and his hands stroked your head.

"You know I'm not real, right?"

A quiet, confident voice uttered a harsh and cruel phrase."