The Boy Under the Stage

“Is someone there?” I whispered.

“It’s me,” a young boy’s voice said. I stayed silent for a moment, utterly confused. The kid sounded too young to be a high school student. What was a child doing under the stage in the dark? How long had he been there?

“Who are you?” I asked.

Again, the voice said, “It’s me.”

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