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With the last attack, I thought I was done, finished, over. I was so scared that I was not going to be able to see my boyfriend again, be near my friends, or even hold my dog, all because one sick freak has taken interest in me. My life has been made a living hell because of him, yet I am not able to tell any of my friends because they don't believe in the supernatural. I have to go through each day aware that I might not be coming back to life the next morning. It frightens me beyond the normal amount. I fear that I will die and not be able to accomplish what I have always wanted. I just hope that if he gets me, I was able to finally tell people how I really feel about them.
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