I couldn’t get them out of my head. That tormenting smile and menacing eyes had been the only thing on my mind since I moved here. I’m Olivia. I’m tall, 19 years old, have dark brown hair, and gray eyes. I’m very doughty and as stubborn as a donkey. I recently moved into a small house in Savannah, Georgia and its currently mid December. My story begins on a cool winter evening. I had just finish unpacking everything and decided to read a bit before falling asleep. As I sat in my bed reading, I felt an uneasy feeling fill the room. Brushing it off as nothing, I decided to go to bed. After tossing and turning for about ten minutes I finally drifted off, only to e abruptly awaken in the middle of the night
