I know, being scared of being alone is a stupid fear for an only child...

but I can't help it.

First, let me tell you a little bit about myself:

My name is Enolia. I am twelve years old. I have long braided light brown hair with bangs. I have freckles and light blue eyes.

My mom is a dentist, and my dad is an advertiser. They are rarely around.

Every time I am left alone, I start to hyperventilate and the world spins.

Even after five minutes, I faint.

The world goes dark, and I feel like I am on the brink of death.

Which is another one of my fears: Thanatophobia: The fear of dying.

I'd scream in that empty void, but there'd be no ressponse.

I was falling deeper and deeper, closer and closer to death...

But then something always happens.

I see a face.

It is a face of a boy at my school (I go to a charter school, hehe). He is quiet and rarely speaks up.

His name is Rowan.

He has black hair and wide light green eyes.

He is always getting A's from school, and is always ready to learn.

Sometimes, I see him writing in a journal. Maybe he has social anxieties? But I always thought it was something different.

He always kept glancing at me too.

Sometimes, I would catch him staring at me from across the room.

I'd look away as fast as I could.

But back to me nearly dying...

Again.

So once I see his face, he extends his hand to help me up.

I grab it, and then I wake up in the hospital with my parents being very worried...

But why is Rowan in my dreams?

Why is he saving my life nearly everyday?

and most importantly...

Why?