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I know things.2

I know many things. I know small things and big things. I know important things and insignificant things.3

I know lots of things.4

But most of all, I know Things.5

They say that the pen is mightier than the sword. They say a picture is worth a thousand words. They say many things. Many, many things. They say almost as many things as I know. With their dignified selves, speaking with a proper accent, composing themselves as a person Should. Their eyes gleam down upon you, expecting you to agree with them, to nod your little head as any good little girl or good little boy would. 6

I Nodded once, too. I bobbed my head up and down, up and down.7

And up and down.8

And their eyes would no longer gleam, coming to rest somewhere in between deciding whether to punish me for my Foolishness and rewarding me for my Correct Answer. They would pat my little head, one hand placed upon my back pushing me towards the other little children who where playing other little games. I would go play with them, play their little games and have some little fun. 9

But not anymore. Because I Know.10

I see things.11

Things a normal person never should see.12

Or allow themselves to see.13

Don't worry, I'm not crazy. I don't hear voices telling me to kill people. I've never visited a mental hospital; I haven't forgotten to take my medication. I don't even have a medication to take.14

No medication could stop what I see. No thing, no person, no animal, Nothing can stop me from Seeing. Or Knowing.15

Sometimes I wish it could. Sometimes I wish I don't see the things that I see. But what then? I don't think I could live a life of Lies either. The kind of Lies everyone lives. The kind of Lies that allows people to live the lives they lead, to say there's no such thing as Monsters hiding beneath your bed. No such things as Nightmares or Scary Things Hiding In Your Closet. I don't think I could do it.16

I Know I couldn't do it.17

Sometimes the things I See scare me. Actually, they always do. I hope they always will. For someone to get used to what I See, I think that would scare me more. No one should See what I see, no one should Know what I know, and get used to it.18

It's a scary thought.19

Even more scary than the things I See. And scarier than the things I Know.20

For I Know many things; I have Seen more.21

I Know the shadows in your bedroom wall at night, the ones that creep and whisper behind your back aren't shadows at all.22

I Know you thought you saw a creature last night fleeing in the Darkness, one of hideous form with fangs as long as your arms and eyes that glowed like Madness. But when you get up from your warm comfortable cocoon and turn on the light, to reveal just a stained sagging lampshade leaning to one side. But I Know it wasn't.23

I Know when you see him walking on the sidewalk, passing you by. And you wave hello and smile at him. And he waves back, eyes hovering over to you, resting on your face. He doesn't seem to look at you; eyes that go right through. The dark circles under his eyes, his hunched over form. You can tell yourself he's just tired, didn't get enough sleep last night. Go ahead, tell yourself. Tell yourself again. Tell yourself you didn't see that same glimpse of Madness in his eyes that you saw last night.24

I Know when sometimes you feel its fangs, but when you go to brush them off, they're not there anymore. 25

I Know you shiver when its warm out.26

I Know you hear Whispers when no ones around. 27

I Know when you see that psycho-killer on TV, you wonder why he did it. Why he killed them all. They wonder, too. That's why they had the shrink evaluate him; that's why they published his findings. Bad childhood, bad mother, bad father, blah, la, bad examples, horrid foster care. Do you really believe all this bull that seems to flow so naturally out of their mouths?28

I Know you see that Madness again, in that psycho-killer's eyes. I Know the first time you saw him, you did a double-take just to make sure it wasn't fangs as long as your arms that gleamed out of his mouth. 29

They were normal, weren't they? They always are the second time you look at it.30

But there will come a time when a double-take won't do it for you. Not even two double-takes will do. Nor three.31

It.32

Won't.33

Stop.34

(But we can Stop it.35

Maybe.)36

But you already Know this, don't you?37

I know you do. Because I know many things. Many, many things. Big things and small things. Important things and insignificant things.38

But most of all, I know Things.39

You do too, don't you?40

I know you do. No use denying it.41

I Know.42

I Know many things. Many, many things. I Know your secrets. Big secrets and little secrets. Important secrets and insignificant secrets.43

But most of all, I Know your darkest, deepest Secret.44

You're just like me.45