Penny watched from the shadows at the people walking by, all so oblivious to the dark creatures clinging desperately to them.
Helpless she followed a creature of jealousy and anger draw its host slowly towards a pretty red haired girl, surrounded by a pall of self doubt and fear.
There was nothing she could do, and she already knew how it would end – badly.
He smiled, offering his number. “I’m Dan” he said.
She blushed and took it, “Im Emma.”
The creatures grinned and hissed in delight. Grandma said it was a gift, but to her it was a curse.
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