Prologue.
The shadows are always scary when I walk outside. No one sees them or hears them. They're in agony. Lost souls trying to get out. I always try to go outside my house in the day time, never at night. Hearing them is like hearing a piercing scream everywhere you go, even when you're sleeping. Sometimes I see them, they look at me. Hoping that I help them. When I sleep and wake in the middle of the night is when its worse or when I look out my window at night and I see their ghostly white faces.
When I was little I used to see them more so than now. I would be in class and the teacher would turn out the lights, they would come out of the shadows to talk to me. I always felt trapped. My mother never understood but my father did. He always said to try and help and they will go away. But every time I tried, the ghost would always come back.
13 years later at age 18 in Eichen House, and I still can hear them. The doctors keep telling me I am insane but I know that I'm not because even sane people hear voices inside their head they just don't listen to them, but these voices are not in my head, their from the outside world. No matter how hard I try I just can't seem to get them out of my head.
