He follows me to the store for the fifth time this week. His name is Damien Evens Adam Daemone. (D.E.A.D). He is in love with me. He is my adopted brother. He is tall, well built and has long black hair. He is my parents’ favourite. He is my stalker. He is dead. He is continually trying to get me to be his Mrs-Angel-Of-Death. My name is Roxanna Daemone. I am in love with music, art, reading and writing. I had a boyfriend named Tyler. He died. And now he haunts me. Also he doesn’t know he’s dead. Well, he didn’t. My family and friends don’t know that Damien is dead because he kinda got reincarnated and hid his old body in his old toy box. So I have an adopted brother/ angel of death who is trying to make me his bride. An an overprotective/ possessive dead ex-boyfriend who didn’t know he is a ghost haunting me and chasing off any boy who likes me. No wonder I can’t get a date... This is my his their our story.