I'm an empty shadow that haunts the corners lurking at every step, just wandering aimlessly. Eating, sleeping, has no meaning for me. My days are just white pages in a book of survival, where the only lines are only when you appear.

That was beautiful and very effective.

The narrator should really tell her, or anyone in such position for that matter! What's the worst that could happen compared to the alternative."if without you I'm already dead."

Lovely story as usual @marbrym! 🙂