Aesop Rocks
Now I'm Free.
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Little does everyone know, in the past week I've had to move back into my moms house. This house and I have a pretty intense past when it comes to "crazy ass scary stuff", like when I saw something in the hallway, when I saw something in the living room, the strange noises at night, and that feeling of not being alone when you are alone. None of this happened to me in the few months that I lived over at my aunts. I could be completely alone in the house, and feel alone. There was no paranoia, no fear.
Well, I've been here since Monday and in the back of my I was like "Alright you ****er, whatever you are, show yourself!". Nothing has happened up until about 15 minutes ago.
I was making my grandma an afternoon snack when I heard a door shut. I didn't think anything of it and thought it was someone coming in from the outside. I went around, checked it out, asked my grandma what if she heard it too. No use, granted she was asleep. I walked into my sisters room to see if her boyfriend was in there, he wasn't. I then went to the hallway to see which door it was in there that shut. It was the bathroom. I didn't think anything of it because the breeze would usually pull it shut sometimes. I checked the window and it was shut. No breeze. When I left the bathroom, I looked down to my room and the rest of the rooms. Upon doing that, I saw the back of someone walking into my grandpas bedroom. I flipped so much ****.
I panicked and called my mom and then my sister. She said she was going to call Bryan, our family pastor. No idea why. He's on his way out here.
Well, I've been here since Monday and in the back of my I was like "Alright you ****er, whatever you are, show yourself!". Nothing has happened up until about 15 minutes ago.
I was making my grandma an afternoon snack when I heard a door shut. I didn't think anything of it and thought it was someone coming in from the outside. I went around, checked it out, asked my grandma what if she heard it too. No use, granted she was asleep. I walked into my sisters room to see if her boyfriend was in there, he wasn't. I then went to the hallway to see which door it was in there that shut. It was the bathroom. I didn't think anything of it because the breeze would usually pull it shut sometimes. I checked the window and it was shut. No breeze. When I left the bathroom, I looked down to my room and the rest of the rooms. Upon doing that, I saw the back of someone walking into my grandpas bedroom. I flipped so much ****.
I panicked and called my mom and then my sister. She said she was going to call Bryan, our family pastor. No idea why. He's on his way out here.