The Shadow

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There's a shadow in front of me. For some reason, I feel it isn't mine. It walks as a creature, not matching any of my movements. I am afraid, so I walk into the dim light where I cannot see that shadow anymore. It seems that it won't go away. It could be anything-to myself or a murderer standing behind me. I slowly turn around, afraid what will be there. Then comes a sudden relization. The Shadow isn't following me. I am the shadow.

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