
There always seems to be something lurking in the dark. You see it in the corner of your eye but when you turn there's nothing there. Maybe it was a shadow, something explainable.
I've always felt like someone was watching me. Someone always standing just in the corner of my eye. Someone who always seemed to be just a shadow. But this time, I dared to look. I saw it in the corner of my eyes. It was a shadow, but it wasn't mine. It didn't belong to anyone or anything. It was completely its own. And it was alive.
