Stacy’s POV
Though I have lived the life of Diana, a preschool teaching assistant and a doting daughter to my mother who lived in a charming house in one of the best neighborhoods in Richmond, Virginia. I seldom find myself procrastinating--mostly during lunch breaks. My co-workers tell me that they often see me phased out, I just smile and shrug because what else can I do? I cannot share those thoughts because they are mine and disclosing it to them was like a mortal sin. Those memories are all I have. I like to cherish them alone. It somehow gives me peace and warmth.
I am not gonna lie.
I miss my family. My real family.
Today is my day off and even if I was still haunted by the creature that I saw a couple of days ago near the forest that I now regard as my sanctuary--a place to cal
