I feel a shiver run down my spine as the eerie feeling of being watched comes over me. As I turn my head to investigate the source of my suspicions, I see that a shadow is trailing my every step. I break into a run in an effort to lose my stalker, but when I stop against a wall to take a quick breath, it is still there. I scream to the shadow that I don’t want him there, that I have decided to forget about him and all pain that comes with his existence. And yet, the shadow just is. Maybe it is so that despite my deepest wishes, that he need be with me always. I can try to ignore the shadow, but it is always there.