In the beginning, it all seems the same. We all begin easy. We make promises that never last. Your first day of high school... when you've promised yourself to have the body that all the girls envied, to be the girl all the guys wanted, to have straight A's... popularity. And whatever. We never keep promises, not even to ourselves. In the beginning, I was a child. I still am. I am the one who still awakens in the middle of the night, screaming my mother's name because of a nightmare. But not just any nightmare; a nightmare where they're after me. Because they can only reach me in my dreams.