The first time I saw her, I knew that I was going love her. Her, with strands of reddish-brown hair escaping her ponytail as she sprinted across the field. Her, with sun-kissed skin and almond eyes, radiating light when she laughed. From then on, I decided that I will love and devote myself to her. I follow closely behind her, guarding her, watching her. I am her shadow. This story contains horror themes. Cover photo does not belong to me, only the edit.