The Darkness Among Us

I don't know where to begin. All I can say is, my life is strange. And I mean strange. Like figures appearing before me, taunting me, and people who always want to kill me. It's actually psychotic too. For the first eighteen years of my life, I didn't know how to handle it, always tortured by spirits, and being kidnapped. People hated me, I didn't know how to fit in.

But it all changed one day.

I was running through the woods, trying to avoid one of my enemies who tried so desperately to torture me. I finally had to stop, my lungs were gasping for air. I knew I was a goner. I thought I was going to be long gone by the time they caught up to me. But then it surprised me to see there faces full of terror just as they were about to cut me, and they instantly blacked out. I didn't know what happened, honestly.

That is, until I saw him.