Guardian Through Time
When I was very young, I had a friend who lived in my closet. Her name was Alesia, and I was the only one who could see her. Mom once saw me talking to Alesia and asked me what I was doing. When I said I was talking to my friend, she just smiled and told us to have fun. I was four years old at the time. However, when I was still talking to Alesia at the age of seven, Mom became concerned. One night, I overheard her talking to Dad about Alesia. “She’s still talking to her ‘imaginary friend’. This can’t be normal.” “Do you think this has something to do with your mother?” Dad asked. “I’m not sure… She took precautions, but—” She noticed me listening to their conversation from the doorway and got up from her seat. “Olivia? You should be in bed.” I tried questioning her about their secrets in the days that followed, but Mom never revealed anything to me. “Maybe when you’re older, honey. We’ll see.” When I spoke to Alesia about the matter, she reassured me. “Adults don’t understand, but you...