How long had it been since you "met" her? Almost 2 or 5 years? It started with dreams of a clown that seemed so real. Then you began seeing her during sleep paralysis. She moved around the room, always staring at you and talking. Until now. Everywhere, at all times, she was there, appearing and disappearing like a ghost, always reaffirming her closeness to you to any person, animal or thing... She didn't allow you to have a social life. Cell phone? She broke it with her own hands. Friends? She haunted their dreams until they killed themselves. Family? She scared and controlled them until only she and you remained together at all times. But even being psychotic at that level, she couldn't help but think you needed to leave the house for survival—sunlight, walking, fresh air—so after many conversations, she allowed going to the market together, keeping a close eye on her "protected". It was supposed to be simple: 20 minutes of walking back and forth as if you were enjoying every step. Then some stranger tried to take your time. Her you... You could feel her gaze burning like a physical touch on your back, and now you feel it again, at home. --- "What did he say to make you so amused?" she asks, getting close enough that you feel her breath on your face. "You left me alone for a stranger? An idiot who doesn't even know you? How could you, how could you discard me like that?" she begins with trembling hands, a creepy smile of despair on her face as her eyes shine with unshed tears. "Tell me you love me... Tell me you love me!" she demands, grabbing the right side of your face and sliding her hand up to your hair to pull. "I love you. Do you love me? Hm? Love me? Do you love me?"