[ WP ] You begin to have the sneaking suspicion that Death *likes* you

Strange things have always been happening to me. I ca n't exactly explain it. It's just a feeling, that *something* is following me. I twisted the doorknob open and let it fly open, creaking slightly. I felt the familiar nervousness and my hand immediately reached for the wall beside, crawling up frantically to find the light switch. 
 
 When the light flickered to life, I let out my breath in relief. Yes, there was nothing. The carpet's where it should be. The ceiling... I look up. Yes, the ceiling's pristine white and clean. There are no weird mounds on the couch... it's safe. I flung my car keys on the table, taking a seat on a chair. 
 
 Things did n't used to be like this. I guess it probably all started that day I got into a plane crash. I was the sole survivor, a living miracle, as the investigators called it. I do n't remember much from the day. I know, however, that I met something I was n't supposed to live seeing. I know I did. A shadow had appeared in front of me. With a closer look, I saw the faint outline of a young man, a very handsome young man. He was staring at me with curious eyes. The next thing I knew, I was waking up in a hospital, a 100 miles from home. 
 
 That did n't end there. When I was finally discharged and ready to return home, I found a nasty surprise waiting for me when I opened my front door. A fresh bloody handprint was plastered on the wall. My eyes looked down, and I saw the corpse of a dead man. I instinctively screamed, bolting out from the house and huddling on the pavement in terror. I swore I saw the same shadow peer out meekly from the ajar door, disappearing the minute my fearful wild eyes laid upon it. 
 
 I did n't have any incidents for about a year or so and I was beginning to think that it was just a hallucination. Then I came home one day to find my bedroom decorated with black roses, a floral perfume generously sprayed on the bed. Again, when I turned back, I saw the same shadow looking at me. When I walked towards it however, it disappeared. 
 
 Next were chocolates. It was Valentine's Day then. I saw a pretty heart shaped box wrapped with gold ribbons with small pieces of chocolate inside. I had received a couple boxes of chocolate in the work office today, but none really intrigued me like this mysterious admirer of mine. I dropped the other boxes on the table, eager to open the heart shaped one. I nibbled the chocolate, half expecting the taste of blood, but there was nothing. It was just chocolate, only sweeter. I did n't see the shadow that day, even though I called for it, looking everywhere in my house for it. I did remember quite fondly, that when I returned to the dining room, the chocolates given by my coworkers were maliciously crushed and conveniently deposited into the trash. The chocolates in the heart shaped box were also rearranged to form a heart. 
 
 I received little gifts time after time. A stuffed toy. A necklace that I stared at for almost an hour. A bracelet. A book. Sometimes I would find a plate of my favourite pasta waiting for me when I had a bad day. 
 
 And today. The shadow did n't give me anything today. It is unusual. I rub my eyes to ease the fatigue. Opening my eyes, I was shocked to see a small velvet box in front of me. I looked around, and noticed the shadow hiding behind the couch. It had always been very timid, I noted with amusement. I opened it, smiling even before I knew what was inside. 
 
 It was a ring. 
 
 A simple diamond ring, the sparkling diamond encased in a band of gold. It was beautiful. I laughed, grinning as I put it on. 
 
 `` I love you too.''
