First message
Every single pair. Every single one. Laces tied together. You’re going to be late yet again. Wait….where are my car keys…
You hear a tiny snigger. You feel like you’re losing your mind but you finally say it. The name of the childhood ‘friend’ you thought was imaginary and disappeared on your tenth birthday.
Saying his name always, always made him appear.
Sure that you’re having a psychotic episode you prepare yourself to say that forbidden name…‘Squig’.