When the Devil Meets an Angel

"So, you hate your life?" my therapist, Mr. Bridget asks.

"Yep." I replied.

"Why?" he frowned. 

"Did you not just hear me give a life story?" 

I groaned and walked out of the room. I couldn't take this anymore, the dream was messed up and...ugh.

I ran out into the forest where I saw raccoon. In mid daylight.

Weird.

I continued to travel further and further into the wilderness until I came upon a little cabin.

I gasped upon seeing it and I cautiously walked up to it.

"Hello." I heard a voice say.

I nearly screamed.