Kendra S Obsession Now

Her parents noticed the change. Dinner became a negotiation. “Kendra, you’ve barely touched your food.” “Kendra, why are there maps of the house taped to your wall?” “Kendra, the school called again. They say you’re not paying attention in class.”

She should have been terrified. Any reasonable person would have run to their parents, demanded they call someone, anyone. But Kendra had spent six months feeding this obsession, watering it like a poisonous plant. And now it had finally bloomed. kendra s obsession

January 9: The crack is a mouth now. It asked me to come inside. I said yes. Her parents noticed the change

A crack in the plaster of her bedroom ceiling, directly above her pillow. It was shaped like a crooked question mark, and for three nights she stared at it, wondering if it had always been there. On the fourth night, she was certain it had grown longer. They say you’re not paying attention in class