Story concept:

Cursed from birth, I could always sense her presence. For reasons unknown, she chose me, and only my eyes could see the strange things that others couldn’t. As a child, I was terrified, sharing what I saw, heard, and felt, but no one believed me. They laughed, dismissing me as a little insane, but it was never that simple. She never left—always lurking, following until there was no one left breathing. My name is Donna R. Williams, and this is my story.