As I fall asleep at night, it's there in my dreams.
As I wake in the morning, it's there.
As I brush my teeth, it's there.
As I walk downstairs, it's there.
As I sit in the therapists office it's standing next to me and I can hear whispering voices telling me to run. The therapist says I'm just imagining it, but if I am, then what will explain the scratches on my arms and legs?
It's real. Well, at least it's real to me...
The Shadow...
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The Shadow...
SpiritualA little girl starts to see shadows, but they aren't visible to others. They stand at the end of her bed at night, they follow her everywhere and they are in her dreams... Shadows,
