I don't really know why I need you so much, maybe because of the way people look at me. I couldn't stand it; the way they all thought I was a complete freak. So I created all of you to make things easier, so that I could pretend to be somebody different. Do you remember Cody? I loved her more than I think I’ve ever loved anybody, yet for some reason I couldn’t control what went on inside my head. I killed her; she was taken hostage on a cruise ship that existed only in my mind. And she was shot twice in the chest and died trying to save her friend Morgan. If nothing else, I am glad she died a hero, and I will never forget her. I tried to recreate her, to start her whole story again. But she would always be dead from then on; I just couldn’t imagine it properly.
I began to get into trouble then, I couldn’t do anything right because I didn’t have anybody to become. And then I found the two of you; Jakob and Ali. Suddenly everything got better. Both of you are smart, so when I became either of you in school I did better. I’m now predicted better results than my parents ever thought, and its all down to you.
Ali, I admire you in so many ways, even though you don’t really exist. The way you fought against the rest of the world, the way you look at things. There I something about you which inspires me not to let anybody control me. And Jakob, you are the ultimate in innocence. I become you when I want to escape from things I shouldn’t know or have to think about. Being inside your head is peaceful, and I want to thank you for giving me that space. I know one day, that my imagination will overrule me, and you two will die just as Cody did. I want you to know that it is not through choice and it doesn’t mean I have stopped caring. I simply cannot control it. But when it does happen, I know that I will remember you both for ever, and I hope that you will die as hero like Cody.
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