"Damn it!" Tyler swore. He cut his finger and the crimson red blood was seeping through the slit. He never could seem to keep himself safe. He was constantly falling down and cutting himself, or dropping things and hitting his head. He turned when he felt a hand sternly grip his shoulder.

"Don't touch me Sam!" He screamed. "You know how that bothers me!"

"Dude, chillax would you? Your so paranoid. Chill." Sam chuckled under his breath.

Tyler grumbed and went back to cutting his medicine in half. Of course they were anxiety pills, god knows he needed them just to get through a regular day in school, much less the weekend with his prank pulling friends. His stupid friends. He sighed, and wished he could go back to his childhood innocence.

"Hey, Sam?" Tyler questioned into the dark hallway...
"Dude, what do you want?" Sam answered.
"Grab me a beer, would you?" Tyler seriously needed something to cool his nerves.

After a couple of minutes and Sam didn't come back into the kitchen, Tyler went to the hallway and searched for the light switch. Then he decided that he could walk through the dark without being scared. He sighed again, it happened almost four years ago, why should he even be scared? So he walked, not at a normal speed, may I mention, but almost at a jogging rate. He hated the darkness with such an intense passion. His heartrate quickened.

"BOO!" screeched Sam.

And Tyler fainted.

"Ohhh dude, he fainted guys! Aw fuck, we better put him on the couch, he's gunna be pissed when he wakes up." someone said, over the riot of the others laughing.

It't black outside and Tyler is running. Running away from the man chasing him through the dark hallways. And he trips over something. He reaches on the wall, his hand frantically searching the texutred painted sheetrock for the small plastic switch that would end the darkness engulfing him. And when he reaches it, his eyes flutter open and he's being shaken by Sam.

"Wake up dude, you fainted, here." Sam handed him a joint. "It'll make you feel better dude."

"Sam, thanks, but you know I don't smoke weed." Tyler coughed and choked on the smoke.

"Ohh, alright dude, I forgot." Sam apologized but sucked in on the roll.

"RUN! He's coming for you Sam! Watch out behind you!" Tyler was screaming his head off.

Sam turned around and looked..."Dude, no one's there dude."

Tyler pushed Sam out of the way and stumbled to the ground. He was beating the floor relentlessly until Sam restrained him.

"Dude, chill, take a puff dude." Sam urged him.

And Tyler sucked in a long breath, and passed the joint back.