In Love with a Statue

Not so long ago, I started to have those weird dreams.. I dreamed of being as normal as I was outside my dreams, but there was this odd thing, I was in love.. with a statue.
As weird as it sounds, it was truly fascinating, every time I’d go to sleep, I just knew I will be dreaming about him. The statue was tall, and had the face of somebody my brain couldn’t recall memories for, but I always felt like I knew him. So I decide to just roll with it. Imagine it this way.. You’re living a normal life, and then this beautiful man steps into it and you become friends. You’re friends for a little while, and you start to develop feeling for him. There’s nothing wrong with that, is there? But there’s something you should keep on first place in your mind, he’s a statue. You can’t marry a statue now, can you?
So I decided to keep those dreams to myself, never told a single soul about it.
One night as I have just fallen asleep I hear a noise, I stood up from bed to check what it is, I went to the kitchen – nothing, I checked the washroom where my cat usually would make a mess, so I though to myself that it was her.. only if I knew how wrong I was, there was no one, my cat was actually on my bed when I went, back so I went back to sleep.
Once more, I heard the sound. I woke up and went to check the guest room and the living room – nothing! I look out of the window and I see someone standing in the dark, I got scared.. I asked calmly who was it, unfortunately I got no reply. I went outside to check – it was in the back yard.
See here I though nothing was wrong, and I was maybe seeing stuff or even dreaming. I have though wrong again once more. The statue man of my dreams has come to life. The exact same man I’ve seen in my dreams all this time. Without any hesitation I ran back inside, locked all the doors and windows and never looked outside again.
What could’ve I done? Who left the statue there? How did they know what he looked like? I never got my questions answered. But the worst part is. The night after this one he was gone. “Was this statue that I’ve seen paranormal?” I though to myself, and I just tend to believe it was.  After this I never got to dream about him again. And I wish I don’t ever see him in my dreams. But lately I feel odd, like someone’s watching me from far away.. Could it be the statue?..

Two moths have passed and I’m glad there hasn’t been a sight of that man, instead someone new came into my life I met someone I fell in love right away, I asked him to a cup of coffee and we started going out, it was so amazing. But this is the best part – he asked me to be his girlfriend and I accepted. We’ve ben together since, it’s been not so long since I’ve see the statue, but I decided that if I’ll have a man in my life I’d at least tell him about it. So here I go, today’s the day.

…I told him. Big mistake of my side, I never though he’d leave me for such a reason. I ask myself now, would he leave me if I hadn’t told him about it?..
It’s been 3 weeks already but I can’t seem to get over him, my heart knew he was the one for me, so why did I have to risk our relationship and told him about this stupid statue.. I’ve been feeling unwell again. Feeling like I’m being stalked. And I think I know who is stalking me. I don’t know what to think anymore, should I call the police? What would they think about this.. I think it might be better to go to a psychic. It’ll be for the better, I can’t bare to live like this I want this awful feeling away from my life, I want to live normal without this happening.
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I saw him outside. That’s it, I’m calling the police, I don’t care of what they’d think, this thing is bothering me and I want it out of my life.
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Turns out I was seeing things, I paid a trip to the doctor and they told me I have some kind of sickness that makes me see things that my brain can’t process aren’t real, it’s a tumor, but it’s risky to have the surgery and remove it. They said that my safest option is to just live like this. I might suffer but I at least won’t die alone.