The Darkness Consumes What's Left Of My Soul

You collide with the door and your skull splits open on your foreheard. You continue to run out becuase the damage of cracked forhead is not nearly as bad as death. You continue to run but you don't run in the direction of your house you run in the other direction. You run as fast as you can and no matter how fast you think you run the shadow is always lurking behind you. You find another building around the street corner but you notice that there are finally houses around there and everything looks to be back to normal. You question the whole situation because it looks as though where that shadow was another reality. You contiue down the road only to see a Jerry's down the corner and rush in you sit down and no one bothers to ask if you're okay as usual but that's fine. You looks back and don't se the shadow anymore. You decide to go to the bathroom. You dunk your head in the sink and look in the mirror and see the water stream down your cheeks, then you dunk your face again and look at the mirror again and see the shadow. The shadow replies softly and says, "My dear child you can't handle my torment although it was fun seeing you suffer I recall your soul from somehwere and it troubles me to trouble you and I can see that I've left my scars on you so this is goodbye but forever remeber my name Dylan...its...Dylan...Dylan Harper." You hear these words and run out the bathroom. People stare at you but you don't care and you run out Jerry's and sit on a becnh outside. You feel freed but the name Dyaln Harper sounds familiar even though you know its yours. You forver remain confused. 4 Years later you are still affected by the shadow but you belive that forevermore you will remeber the name Dylan Harper. Then it comes to your head and Dylan is...Dylan is...you. You are the shadow.You faint and you wake up in your house on the bathroom floor. Your bleeding out on the floor and you reach for your pills and there is one left you take it and ou return to normal. You stand up to look at the mirror you clean your wound with alchhol and it stings but you loook in the mirror and the shadow is there in your form. 1 year later you still see the shadow whenever you look in the mirror. You've come to accept that you are the shadow and you move on with peace.