The Shadow

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Ashley sat up with a jolt. 'He's back; he's really back; Vic's back,'

she thought. Or was it just a dream? Was it yet again another illusion

she had created for herself to believe in? She sighed heavily. For the

past few months, she had found it difficult to distinguish reality

from fragments of her memory. It was three in the morning. The silence

was deafening as she threw open her windows to let in the cool night

air.

Her eyes travelled over to the wooden swing at the corner of the

garden. That one simple swing held so many memories for her, happy

memories. She closed her eyes and recalled the many, many times where

they had laughed and played there; they're laughter so bright and

carefree in the gentle breeze that blew. The flowers had been so

beautiful, so beautiful. The wild daisies, the rose bushes, the

tulips…

Tears filled her eyes as she saw a seven year old Vic and herself

swinging on the swing.

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"Vic?" Ashley asked.

"Hmm?" Vic answered

"If we ever find a genie who will give us one wish, what will you

want?" Ashley asked quietly.

Vic stopped the swing and thought. He turned to look at Ashley, his

expression serious. His face broke into a childish grin as he said:

"I want the two of us to live forever and ever, so that we'll never be

apart!"

"Can you promise me that Vic? Can you promise me that we'll always be

together?" Ashley asked softly.

"Of course we'll always be together!" Vic answered with confidence.

Ashley smiled gently and they continued swinging in companionable

silence.

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At the turn of an eye, the garden seemed to b...

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...n another figment of her imagination.

As the day continued, she could not shrug back the feeling that she

was being followed. But every time she tried to catch the person in

the act. She turned to find nobody. She became increasingly puzzled.

Why was this person following her anyway? Unless…

The final bell of the day went off and Ashley trudged to her locker.

Because she was exhausted, she packed up slowly. The people around her

slowly dispersed and she was the only person left there. The usually

noisy corridor was now as quiet as a cemetery. Again she could see

that shadow which had become like an old friend during the course of

the day. Was she imagining stuff again, or did the shadow seem to be

coming closer? The shadow soon blocked out the light that was shining

on the locker.

She looked up to find Vic.

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