The Watchdogue

Look around. Over your shoulder. In the trees. Directly in front of you.

Try and find me. I bet you can’t.

I’m always there, yet no one notices me.

I could be your friend. Your roommate. Or even your teacher.

Then again, I might just be a ghost. A figment of your imagination. A byproduct of your fears.

Whatever form I take, by all means, don’t underestimate me.

You can try to seek help.

But no one can protect you from The Watchdogue.

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