Nevaeh
It's been almost four months now since I left. Four months since, I faked my own death to escape the clutches of a madman. Four months, and I still can't quite stop feeling like David is going to find me at any moment.
Every little sound sends me into a panic that David is near. I don't sleep well because my dreams soon turn into nightmares. I sleep a little longer than I once did, but three hours, if I'm lucky, isn't enough for anyone. But once I'm awake, I can't fall back to sleep because I'm too scared. I hate nighttime because the shadows constantly morph into David, reaching out to grab me. I always keep lamps on, which helps calm me a little. I wish I could be okay, but I don't think I ever will be.
But I can't deny that being in a quiet and remote place is so peaceful. I h
