Gemotions

The drawings of "Shadow" were unsettling. Dark, amorphous blobs with piercing red eyes. Thomas shuddered each time he saw them. The drawings were a constant reminder of the friend he’d created as a child. He was meant to look after his little brother, but he was always off with Shadow.

He'd promised to be there for his sibling, but he'd been absent. Now, his niece, Lily, was drawing the same character he had imagined. A cold sweat slicked his palms as he stared at the red eyes. He avoided contact with his family for days.

The house seemed to shrink around him, the walls pressing in with silent condemnation.