CreepyPasta

I Am The One

I was only twelve when it started. I remember it all too clearly.
Me and my family have just moved into our new house, 13 March Road, I was unpacking and there was already a wardrobe on the corner and above it was a patch of something. Mum and Dad said it was from the boiler room that was in the attic, but it was more then that. The same night that we moved in the patch on the ceiling, that I covered with my stuffed toys. I could hear whispering and footsteps from the boiler room.
The next day I asked Mum if I could move into the room just across the hall, but it didn't work I could still hear the footsteps.
The next night it seemed to get worse, it felt like something was watching me from within my wardrobe. The day after that when I was asleep I could feel a pair of hands of tightening around my neck, I bolted up and I saw nothing but my own and the furniture's shadows.
This kept on happening for the next six years until I was at university, and living with my friends in a dorm.
But it kept on happening, it even happened to my friends. At first they didn't believe me, they thought I was mad. Though non of my friends saw the thing, but I have twice once when I was doing my homework at home when I was sixteen, and one very recently just last week. I could see it in the corner of my eye but when I turned to look s/he was gone.
As the weeks went by the noises got more and more intense with loud bangs and bumps, and what heard like chains.
If you are reading this, the call it the hide behind and it could be any where so be cautious and careful. And TRUST NO ONE!!!!