Eugene

Hi, my name is Eugene, and I'm just an ordinary person, I sighed. I'm 15 years old and I live with my parents, although they're never home because of work. I'm very introverted, so I don't have any friends. Whenever I try to approach people, I can't, and by the time I do, they've already left. I'm a freshman in high school and I've been in love with Brisa Grace since I was 10. Lately, I've been having strange dreams. Dreaming about ghosts, or sometimes seeing my reflection in a mirror, but it's evil. Today, while I was on the subway, listening to music, Brisa Grace got on when the train stopped, and since there were no more seats, she sat next to me. But strange things began to happen. The lights flickered, the train accelerated, and then it braked suddenly around a curve, nearly throwing many people, including Brisa Grace, who managed to keep her balance by pressing herself against my side. Looking into the darkness at the back of the train, I saw a figure staring at us, those piercing red eyes. And perhaps, as if she had seen it too, she pressed herself against me, as if seeking comfort, resting her head on my chest, hoping perhaps that I would embrace her.