Wednesday, October 12, 2016
Beware what is behind you...
They should make you smile. Feel good.
But, I feel sick. I feel crazy.
I've felt something has been next to me, against me, close to me, for the last week. But, when I look, there's nothing there.
I didn't know what to do, so I took pictures.
I grabbed my phone, and began taking selfies. I took one in every room of the house.
I'm not alone.
There was something behind me. It's in every photo. A dark shadow of a person.
I'm scared. It's 3:00 am in the morning. I've been up all night. I felt the shadow behind me. I felt it getting closer.
It's here right now. It's breathing on my neck. I can feel it's icy breath. I can smell it's putrid stench.
I just took another selfie.
It's not a shadow any more. It's a man. His head is close to mine. He's looking at me. I know him. He's the man that killed my mother.
He's been dead for ten years.