Friends

t's lonely having no friends.

Only characters in stories would keep me company.

But when the story ends, I could only rely on them in dreams.

I finished yet another book, sadly placing it on the shelf, leaving friendly characters vanish from existence... except in my mind.

Then, I heard them.

"You aren't going to abandon us, are you?"

I lay in bed, terrified of their voices.

"Friends till the end, right?"

I bit my lip.

"Unless, you don't want to be friends?"

"No!" I peeped, "I do!"

Was it madness? Or was I with the only people that cared?