Glitches. I can't stand the glitches.
My phone won't stop flickering. My laptop freezes, crashes, types things I didn't write. The TV hisses with static. The radio plays whispers between stations. And my mind—my mind is worse.
I don't remember having symptoms anymore. But I remember this.
I stopped researching. I stopped looking for Him. It should have ended. It should have.
Then why is He still here?
Is He?
Am I just losing it?
I can't stand the glitches. I swear my laptop almost deleted this entry by itself. And the window—our window shattered. Out of nowhere.
Something is angry.
That's just random... right?
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❝𝕖𝕩𝕡𝕖𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕟𝕔𝕖 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕕𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕞 𝕛𝕠𝕦𝕣𝕟𝕒𝕝❞creepypasta investigation
No FicciónI have included some of my weird experiences and dreams in my creepypasta research book. I thought it would be a good idea to make a seperate book for just that! ᓚᘏᗢ⁻ ᵀʰⁱˢ ᵃˢ ʷᵉˡˡ ᵃˢ ᵉᵛᵉʳʸᵗʰⁱⁿᵍ ⁱ ʷʳⁱᵗᵉ ⁱⁿ ᵗʰⁱˢ ᵇᵒᵒᵏ ᵃʳᵉ ᴿᴱᴬᴸ ᵉˣᵖᵉʳⁱᵉⁿᶜᵉˢ! ᴵ ᵏⁱⁿᵈ ᵒᶠ...
