Board Thread:Writer's Workshop/@comment-26457863-20150602093122

Don’t blame me, blame Oscar!

 Alot of people think that creepypastas’ just fiction. I don’t believe in that, really. So here is my story.

 I live in Sweden in a town up north that is called “Luleå”. I love this city. But it has it’s idiots and it’s crime. My father has a criminal record and my mother is a psychopath. I grew up in this town. My father beating my mother because my mom beat him. My grandma and grandpa where alcoholics and violence where a commun thing there too. I remember that I would rather be around my grandparents than my parents. Now, when you know abit about my family, I’m going to talk about the most terrifying things I’ve been through. I was around 4-5 years old. I was playing in my room like a normal kid would. My dad was drinking coffee with his friends and everything was nice. But out of nowhere a man was standing infront of me. Looking at me. He was tall with big, staring eyes and long slender like arms. I screamed as loud as I could and ran out of my room. My dad jumped out of he’s chair and asked what’s wrong. I told him “There is a strange man in my room!”. My dad was ready to kill this man. He ran in there and… Nothing was there. This man was long gone and there where no trace of someone else being there. He knew right away what it was. It was Oscar. Oscar is our house spirit. He is here because he wants to deliver a massage to either me or my dad. He’s in my dads bedroom every night. Looking at the bed. But, when he feels that dad is scared, Oscar just hides behind the door. It’s kinda goofy. When he wants to be seen, he’s at the TV in the living room looking at the sofa. He’s also in my room at times, he stands at my door, looking towards my computer chair. He wants to be seen by me too. At lunch time he’s standing in the bathroom. He’s looking for something at the bathtub. I need help to get him away. He’s been giving me terrifying nightmares and been following me for a long time. Am I insane or is this reality?  