Friday, June 23rd.
I was walking back from work after a rough and late night. It was about 2:00 AM..I was halfway home until I heard a treebranch snap, I looked in the direction and I could of swore I saw a face, I chose not to investigate as I didn't wanna risk dying..
I got home to see scratch marks on the door and windows..I was thinking maybe a bear tried to get in or a wolf.I went upstairs after locking my front door and windows and saw an awfully weird painting I don't remember having.
It was just something with a blank face staring at me. I don't know it's best if I just get ready to go to bed.
4 AM
I just got a alert on my phone.. apparently we're on lockdown.. I'm still gonna go to work tomorrow and if nobody is there I'll go back home.
I'm up, and now I'm noticing that the painting wasn't a painting after all..it's a window..
I don't know what to do..this scared me as I sleep on the second story of my home,I went downstairs to see a window shattered...
I just boarded it up and tried to stay calm then headed to work. On the way I had a weird feeling come over me..I headed back home and I'm waiting now..maybe I'll try again tomorrow..
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PARASITE
HorrorA lockdown story of a local businessman Henry Laurel trying to survive some parasites that have him stuck in and trying to hunt him down..