the story of person and alien

what the hell

(This fanfic will be in Person's pov unless I change it)

BEEP BEEP BEEP BEE - My alarm wakes me up just like every other day. at least it's a Sunday today, I don't have work today, which I'm very thankful for. I get up, still feeling very sleepy. I would sleep in, but I have to go to the store. I put my normal clothes on and get my stuff to go out, I don't have a car, so I usually take the bus. But I want to walk today to kill time. Right when I walk out the door, I get attacked by my number 1 hater.

Not beat in the physical way but emotional, I regret my past choices. Anyway, when that was done, I started walking down the street with a sad face. A few streets later, it gets dark, as if it was night. This was really confusing due to the fact that it was the early morning not too long ago. The streets were empty, and the street lights would flicker when I got close. I was scared, was this the backrooms?? I didn't think they were real, but my questions won't be answered. In fact, they're gonna raise.

I decided to just go home, but the more I walked, the more everything changed and looked different. Eventually, I somehow found my house, but it was locked. I checked every house, and it was the same. They were all locked. And when you look through the window, all you can see are eyes staring back at you. Some windows had thousands of tvs with static. I try to just walk to the store like I originally planned, but by the time I'm near the store, people appear, but they aren't normal. They're just dark scribbles of the people that are supposed to be there. They occasionally fade out of existence and then go back to where they started as if they're stuck doing the same thing over and over again.