Board Thread:Writer's Workshop/@comment-25587118-20141027072421

15 October 2014:

I was walking down the road by my apartment. It was mid-day, around 1 pm. Just coming back from my weekly trip giving plasma. Nothing too out of the ordinary, not too many cars passing. I start feeling that something was following me. I turn my head slightly to see if there was anything and there wasn't. If this keeps happening I will notice. If it continues I'll see what happens. Signing off now.



16 October 2014:

I was smoking a cigarette on my patio and something caught my eye, but just for a brief second. It was a person I haven't seen before. After I saw him the feeling from yesterday had come back. Next thing I know, he was gone. I should have taken a better look. Oh well, besides that nothing new happened today. Signing off now.



17 October 2014:

Boring day was boring. All day long the only thing that happened was trying to plan my birthday. And Of course, no one knows if they are free to hang out. Well maybe I'll plan it more next week. What's that sound? It's almost like someone is taping on my window. Whatever it is, I'm going to let it be. Signing off now.



18 October 2014:

Well I didn't sleep at all last night. The systematic tapping of the window went on till about 5 AM. I'm glad it stopped. When I went outside for my smoke a couple hours later I looked at my window. It looks like the person who was tapping all night had left us a little message. Well in a way, more like he covered my window with stickers with only the word “HI” on them with what looked like blood. Let me finish cleaning this up and relax. Signing off now.



19 October 2014:

Soo, the person I saw the other day came back. This time I was able to get a photo of him nonchalantly, I decided to go inside to work on some photo edits. When I loaded the picture I just took It was kinda weird. Normally the pictures are crystal clear, this time though the whole thing was blured. I'll work on some other graphic design I have to do and rest. Signing off now.



20 October 2014:

<p align="left" style="margin-bottom:0in;line-height:100%">Damnit, does the person that is pulling this stuff think I not need sleep. After waiting to calm down from the tapping the night before, I took a look at the window and a darker message was left. Simply saying, “You shouldn't have done that”. How did he know, the camera was hidden from camera. I'm not going crazy, if it happens again I'll tell someone. Signing off now.

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<p align="left" style="margin-bottom:0in;line-height:100%">21 October 2014:

<p align="left" style="margin-bottom:0in;line-height:100%">Ok I'm done with this,I'm not going to be kept awake all night. Another night of tapping, and a bloody mess in the morning to clean up. I reported these incidents to the main office. They said they will keep an eye out for suspicious activity. Like that will do anything. I need to keep my baseball bat with me now. Maybe that will be able to protect me.

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<p align="left" style="margin-bottom:0in;line-height:100%">22 October 2014:

<p align="left" style="margin-bottom:0in;line-height:100%">So I was able to sleep peacefully, thanks to the baseball bat. And of course when I woke up my gut started to feel twisted like something bad happened. I had my smoke and noticed a letter next to my chair. All that was written was “I told you that you shouldn't have done that. When you look at the picture it will be crystal clear, and you will see who I am. I'll wait on that picture, I went to report it again to the office and I noticed there was no one inside, or so I thought. I hear the sound of something hitting the ground. I then see the body of one of the workers fall dead with a shattered face from a baseball bat. I ran back to my apartment, locked the door, and hid in my bathroom. It's late now, I need sleep. Signing off.

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<p align="left" style="margin-bottom:0in;line-height:100%">23 October 2014:

<p align="left" style="margin-bottom:0in;line-height:100%">I wake up around 1 AM from some random sounds. I start hearing doors slam after door slam, each one followed by a scream. I call the police and they say they are busy dealing with other stuff. Looks like another person thinking I'm insane. I'm tired of it. This will end tonight. I hear the individual enter my apartment and the door slams. I get out of the bathroom with my baseball bat. At that time the man takes off the hoodie and looks strait at me. This is the first time I was able to see the lack of his mouth. He had a solid white face with blacked out eyes. I decide that this is the end for me. If someone reads this, all you need it know is...I'm behind you. <ac_metadata title="Behind You (unreviewed)"> </ac_metadata>