The bed made a soft creak as I fumbled into bed enloping myself in the covers, the silence filled the room so only the slight ringing of my ear could be heard. I sighed and starred at the ceiling, dark but slightly visable from the moonlight creeping through the window. "X....?"
Slight shuffling could be heard in the room as to I shift my head to the right to see, yep... "Hey X...."
Since I was a kid this.... Dark mass has followed me, I gave him the name X as in no, as in no sleep.....he is a figure of pitch black that had small, beady, black, eyes but had an erie shine to them, and never fails to have a sad expression even with only mouth and eyes. Almost every night he simply, takes my hand and stares at them.... So odd....as I used to think, what he does is he drains me...... in a way.... He makes me feel tired but yet, the more energy he takes the more awake I feel. Until my mind turns a blank and My head becomes vulnerable, able to access any thought that can appear the quickest. Think about anything and everything. Often... he stays around for most of the night and leaves for the day; leaving me fogggy minded and tired. I hate him... I yearn for sleep, to escape, to escape this tiresome world to be in my own imagination where I could be whatever I dream, whoever I dream...... But alas, he stays......
My head once again shifted but back to the ceiling this time to fill in my thoughts and let out a heavy sigh before asking, "X.....?" I glance over to him to meet his beady eyes starring into mine and I take it as permission to speak. "X, what is my purpose...?" The blob of a creature seemingly cocked his head to my question as I watched him. "I mean why do I exsist..?" His eyes drew over to my hand again and sat silent for a bit. "To exsist," he said carefully. I scrunched my eyebrows, "What's that supposed to mean??" His eyes once again met mine and remained there as he answered, "Like.... an ice cube tray." Great now I'm even more confused than before.... "Huh??" His eyes still fixated on mine continued, "People who serve no purpose exsist... Just to do so. Say creatures like me, we are the water and you, the tray....." He was slient for a few momens then continued, "When you are put into the freezer, the world, you become an ice cube." He looked to my hand soflty muttered, "Serves so little purpose but has so much potential..." My mind drew a blank as I starred at him, always got to be some kind of riddle with him. I sighed once more and started, "X-" he cut me off and let go of my hand, "Enough questions, go to sleep." His body slipped off from the side of the bed and starred at me as my eye lids slowly weighed down I could hear a one last, "I'll let you sleep tonight..." As my eyes closed and endolged in sleep.