Keep Reading... Eliza Stark had always been afraid of the dark. She knew there was no rational reason for fearing darkness-she knew it because people kept telling her. "Stop shaking like a little girl," an ex-lover had said once, as they'd gone through the ghost train in an amusement park. "There's nothing here that can really hurt you. It's just dark. What are you... a baby?" It was not hard to work out why he was an ex-lover. She had always jumped at shadows, and had been terrified to be left in a dark room alone. She knew this was quite a common fear, and so derived no sense of uniqueness from it. But even so it defined her. Her fear of darkness was like a blanket with which she wrapped herself and made up her character: she was, at heart, a dark-fearer. Get Your Copy and keep reading as 1000's of others!