The Fault

Intro

When I was a little girl, eight or nine years of age. When I walked alone, in the daylight or dark, there was always a presence. It followed me, I felt it there all the time. It's as if it wanted me, to kill or to rape.

I was always terrified, sleeping alone in my room on dark and rainy nights. I saw the shadows, it walked by my window. Every night I dreamt about it taking me and killing me. It haunted me.

I begged and begged my parents to let me sleep with them. They refused, and they were tired of me constantly crying over the same thing. Finally, my mother told me it was just my imagination. I believed her, from then on I wasn't scared. The shadows and noises went away. She was right.

I am now 19 years old in a university, living with two friends in a nice big house. I wouldnt dare live alone now, because now that I'm older. The things back, and a lot scarier than I remember. It was never my imagination. What I thought was an it turned out to be a who. That certain who wants something from me. Death, and it won't stop until it gets it.