Growing up as a child, I used to fear my shadow. I hated to be in dark places (I still fear darkness though, but not as much as I used to). But, during my teenage years, I used to long for nightfall, because that was the only time I had to talk alone with my shadow. I was comfortable talking about ‘everything’, my past, my fantasies, my goals, and so on. Now, I have come to the realization of the bond between man and his shadow. What used to scare me off about darkness wasn’t the fact that evil was often evident in it, but that I couldn’t see someone or something that looked like me in the darkness. And that’s my shadow.

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