There was once a girl.
Who was perpetually obsessed over an unknown shadow.

She saw it everywhere she went.
It consumed her every thought, it even appeared as nightmares.
And the more she tried to push it away,
The more it came back to haunt her.

Slowly, it started to rob her off everything.
Everything the girl has, every memory, every laughter shared, every love.
It made her drew deeper into the dark world,
Where, from a distance, she watched the shadow use her identity.

Oh and of course the shadow was having the time of its life.
Never felt any better than to live as someone else no?

So I guess in the end,
the girl died.
Reason being, she became too obsessed.
Obsessed and consumed by a shadow.
Sucks.

*****

Philo, philo, philo.
I need a life! :)