[ WP ] Please write a story based on these settings .

`` Stay away from me. I'm tired of hearing this from you every single day! Just leave me alone! Leave me!'' 
 
 `` The only person who can make me go away is you. I will tell you every single day that you are not good enough. You never are and you never will be.'' 
 
 `` I do n't need this from you now. I need to you to fucking leave. This space is mine. You are n't allowed here. No one is. This is mine alone. Go away.'' 
 
 `` Really, John? You do n't have anyone. You are a sick bastard and you know it. I'm all that you have left. You feed me and I just keep on growing and I will bug you until you cry and hurt yourself.'' 
 
 `` I know I'm a sick bastard. I fucking know I am. You see all these scars? You fucking made me do it. Do you enjoy seeing me hurt, huh? Do you get pleasure from seeing me cut? You are nowhere far from who I am!'' 
 
 `` Of course, John. I am nowhere far from you. I am you. You make me want to see you cut. And yes, I get pleasure from seeing you in pain. You see John, people deal with pain differently. And that's how you deal with pain. You cut. You cry. End of story. But is it really? Is that how far you can go? You killed your daughter John. You killed your wife. Do you think cutting is enough? The pain you feel when you do is nowhere near from the pain they must have felt. I tell you what to do John, and you do it. I told you to kill them and you did. You are made to obey and as much as you hate it, you do. You obey me. Now, here is what I need to you to do. You want me to go away, right? Go on, John. Take the gun from the drawer. You wo n't hear from me again once you do. No more pain. No more cutting. No more tears. No more memories. Go do it, John. Feed me and I shall feed you. You need this. You want this.'' 
 
 `` Do n't make me do it.'' 
 
 `` I'm not making you do it John. I told you, I am you. You do realize that I am not here, right? That you are alone in this room? No one is with you but the voice in your head. I've been with you for so long and I know how much you want me to go. You know the only way is out. End this for both of us, John. Life.. it just is n't for everyone, you know? It is n't for you. We both know that. That's right, John. Pull the trigger and we're done. That's right, put it in your head. That's where I live. Kill me, John. Pull it. Pull the god damn trigger, John. Kill me. Kill yourself, John!''
