Once upon a time there was a little girl who had a shadow who followed her everywhere she went. And the shadow would yell at her about all of her bad stuff and her flaws. And a lot of the time it made stuff up because it ran out of things to say. Sometimes it would whisper really soft so that it sounded like a breeze.
The shadow was not very nice. But it didn’t really know it was being mean. It through it was keeping the little girl safe by making her hide.
And the little girl used to carry around a beautiful blue glass in which to carry her tears. Because the shadow made her cry a lot. And she would catch her tears and use them to water the beautiful flowers that grew along the road.
The shadow like that part, because it felt like it was bringing beauty to the world.