Scared Of The Dark

   Princeton is twenty, a sophomore in college, and he has a bad secret. It's not something uncommon but he thinks it's stupid, even if he can't help it. He's a fairly vane person who hets embarrassed sorta easily.

   Princeton is scared of the dark, especially when he's alone. He can be in it for short times when someones with him but once he's alone or its been dark too long he starts to panic and he sees things moving in the shadows.

   Since he was around the age of twelve or thirteen he's seen things in the dark. Shadows dancing around on the walls, dark figures taunting him, sometimes even noises. He always knew it was in his head but he had to have some source of light on or someone in the room with him.

   Princeton decides to get a roommate after spending an entire month on the couch so he could have the TV on. He's tired of getting shit sleep and falling asleep at work and in class so he puts an add in the local newspaper and just wait to see what he ends up with.