NightsideHaven

His Sky     He'd never told anyone, not that anyone would care. It wasn't because they'd think he was crazy; they'd already been half-terrified of him as it was. It wasn't even because no one ever listened to him. He just wanted to keep the memories to himself, to keep them from being tarnished by someone else knowing.     When he was little, he'd had an imaginary friend. You'd think this was normal, for a little boy of around six. But it wasn't, not for him, not by any means.     Her name had been Morgan. She didn't like it, she'd told him. She thought it was too boyish. He always called her Sky. She'd been a pretty little girl, around