The other night I was walking home in the dark. I was scared and every little noise made me jump slightly. But then I heard Sam's voice and we talked telepathically to one another. And what he had to say, scared me. Our conversation went like this.

Sam: Oh don't tell me your scared of the dark!
Me: Shut it! And no I'm not, I'm scared of the people who come out when it's dark.
Sam: No one is going to hurt you out here. It's people on the inside that will.
Me: What are you talking about?
Sam: Well, in my world there's more that just me. And yes, more than one person can talk telepathically with you. Not all of us are nice, you know.
Me: Why didn't you tell me this sooner?
Sam: You wasn't emotionally strong enough.
Me: Well, when will they talk?
Sam: I don't know the date. I just know that your boyfriend will be there to see it. He'll see you obey their commands because they will only talk louder if you ignore them. He will see you beg him to phone for an ambulance because your not safe. He'll have to pry what your using to harm yourself out of your hands because you won't quit. And then they will lock you away under the mental health act because they don't understand that multiple universes do exist and one universe can contact you.
Me: No, it's not true. It can't be true.
Sam: I'm sorry... But I don't tell lies. I wasn't going to tell you. But I thought it was wrong to keep quiet. I hope we can still be friends because I did warn you.

I don't know what do do. He warned me. Sam warned me. What if it comes true? I don't want to be on some psychiatric ward. I don't want to be put on medication for a mental illness I don't have. And if my boyfriend sees me like that, I know he'll be crushed. Hurting myself hurts him. It's why I'd never do it in front of him. And what if they take me away? My boyfriend promised me he wouldn't let them. He'd be fighting my battles for me. A battle I don't think he'd be able to win. I just hope Sam was lying to me. I really do.