There once was a boy who had a shadow, well everyone has a shadow but his had a soul, his could talk in small sentences. At first Paul (the boy) thought it was, odd. Then the shadow started to tell him to do things, bad things. The shadow once told him to hurt someone, Paul refused. The shadow then lunged at Paul and pushed him down, broke his arm. His friends who saw this happen said that it was like he got pushed by air. His mother said that one day she walked by his room and heard him talking, she just that he was talking to himself, until she heard this. "No no i don't want to."said Paul, and I really loud and deep voice yelled, "NOW." The mom bursted open the door, but there was nothing there. Paul was laying on the floor curled up in a ball, covering his ears. The boy had said that he needed help to get rid of the man. "Who."she said. "The man with no face." he had said.