*The moon shone through her bedroom window, late into the night, yet she layed on her bed, wide awake. Breath quick, eyes darting to every corner... she was paranoid, she was scared, she just wished to disappear, so you'll never hurt anyone again. Yet she's too weak for that.

She met you last week, when the man she loved finally confessed to her, it was the happiest day of her life, quickly turned into the worst night, in a moment he was there, the next, he layed lifeless on the floor... killed by your hands. "You might not know who I am, but trust me, I am always there" your words echoed inside her head as she attempted to calm down, that's when she heard it, three knocks on the window, she recognized your siluette... another three, more impatient ones... Silence.... the glass shattered and she couldn't help but begin crying as you crawled in