Mr.Hallows

I.. Normally don't put myself up for telling things that have happened.. But.. I haven't been getting sleep for the past couple weeks I can't help but feel the fact that someone's watching me.. the feeling upgrade on my shoulders the Curiosity I'm there somebody being on the other side of my door not just my mother or father, the feeling of being watched.. one of the nights that I had insomnia I was staring at my window while laying in my bed trying to figure out why I felt someone creeping at my door, while staring at the window I have lights in steps coming from behind me where the door was not sure if whatever or whoever was standing there was just a few feet away.. Or right next to me.. I didn't want to take any chances so I slowly pull the blanket over me closing my eyes tightly praying this was just a dream as I heard the strangers breath going against the blanket the sound of him inhaling and exhaling very slowly while breathing through a mask.. I slowly move the blankets peeking out through a small hole, I had seen at all like figure staring down at me the breathing still faint su casa card onto the hole that I was peeking through.. I froze still to paralyzed with fear to even blink, I listened carefully as I heard the same footsteps slowly turn to nothing .. I had to quickly move the blanket off of me grabbing the card staring at it I am not quite sure on what made me freeze impure anguish and fear but.. I could swear the card with barely legible handwriting the card had " let's play tag. I'll be it first.." I don't know what it was about seeing a piece of paper with that written on it but it sent chills down my spine..

2 years ago.. Jack Hollows had chosen to walk home from school instead of taking the bus like he normally does, while walking on his way home he had found a knife while looking around seeing if anyone was nearby if anyone had dropped it by accident he soon just Shrugged his shoulders and pick them up walking the rest of the way home. Well walking up to his door and knocking and a fish family here he simply stared at the door waiting for somebody to open it, but after a few moments pass he finally stared over to the parking lot to see that his mother's vehicle was not there but his father's vehicle was there, he had sighed quietly before reaching under the carpet in front of the door and pulling out a key and as he lifted the carpet his finger had actually escaped against the wood giving him a splinter "ow damn it..." he winced slightly before picking the kids up slowly unlock the door while walking inside. With him walking inside he heard the TV just faintly playing audio from the show, quietly thinking to himself things father must have been home watching TV again as he sighed quietly walk slowly walking up the stairs he could have sworn he's seeing something out of the corner of his eye but when he turned to see what it was there was nothing there.. Well.. Aside from a coffee table, Beyond closing his eyes momentarily before opening them again seeing footprints from water on the ground. He shook his head and continued walking up the stairs while before walking up the final steps he could have sworn be heard Whispers that he could not make out, the only word he can make out from The Whispers was "tag" he quickly turned around check and see if anyone was home only to see nothing, he said quietly before turning back forward and walking to his room " weird.." he shook his head before climbing up the rest of the stairs. He opened up his bedroom door seeing that the light was off, a padding around to feel for the light switch he seems like the lights on seeing that is is bed sheets had been taken off and thrown to the floor. Seaside thinking to himself that he must have pulled it off when he was getting out of bed again before he put it back on the bed fixing it, he looked around trying to see if anything was out of place then where it would normally be only to see everything was intact. All in placement of where it was.. the room had fallen silent. The whispers came to a halt as clouds covered the sun he looked around the room trying to figure out where all of the noise was coming from, he paused for a moment before walking to his window to stare out of it while he stared out the window he could have sworn he heard The Whispers right behind him he had Stood Still unsure of what to do as The Whispers can closer the words becoming more understandable.. as it turned around to see nothing again he blinked a few times before sitting down on his bed now putting his hand on his face trying to calm down and figure out what was happening, he laid down on his bed slowly falling asleep as he yawned quietly will closing his eyes. It's only a few hours have passed he still woke up before quickly checking the clock to see that it was only 2 a.m, he sat up in his bed rubbing his eyes while hearing the TV blasting downstairs. After listening to the TV blasting while he was still in his room he got out of his bed slowly walking down the stairs he felt a faint breathing down his neck. He shivered will stopping in the steps and nearly halfway down the stairs he turned around seeing nothing behind him the feeling the breathing get progressively worse. He could have sworn that the breathing was it right in his ear he quickly turned back around looking for down the stairs he bolted down stairs and ran into the living room to see if his family was home. All he seen with his father sleeping on the couch with the TV still blasting, he walked to the TV turning the volume down and turning it off. As you turned around to check on his father he seen his father's eyes we're not closed has he seen his father's eyes open assume backed up and walked up stairs slowly who sing that his father and drink a pack of beer he seemed were upstairs and ran to his room hearing The Whispers turn to shouts of anger he covered his ears I'm slamming the door shut with his leg before bashing his head against the wall trying to force The voices to stop. He looked around his room trying to find something that would make the voices leave him alone has he found nothing of the sort he opened his door and down the stairs running out of the front door of a home. he didn't bother looking back because he knew his father was too drunk to even notice that he left.. as he ran from his home he soon got lost in the woods, while running though the woods he soon stopped running leaning onto a tree panting heavy, while slowly standing up once again him still panting lightly he soon arrived in front of a mansion that seemed abandoned. He walked into the mansion later realizing he forgotten the knife at home, he continued walking thou the mansion he could swear he saw Shadows, but when he walked towards the Shadows they simply vanished. As he walks through the mansion he walked into a room they have photos of him nailed to the wall, chills had gone down his spine he could swear he felt his heart stopped for several moments, while looking around you soon pulled the blanket off of the bed that was in the corner of the room he had found a pickaxe but half of the the pickaxe was broken off. He Shrugged It Off as soon walk out of the building Not Looking Back he heard faint Whispers only for The Whispers to eventually vanish, as he slowly walks back home thinking that the whole mansion was just his imagination and The Whispers and shadows weren't real and all of it was just in his head. However when he arrived home you could hear The Whispers again The Whispers just.. kept saying it's all a game of tag. He shook his head as he walked into the home seeing his father sound asleep on the couch he looked at the pickaxe look back at his father 'just... A game of tag...' he soon slowly walked over to his father only a slight creaking sound being heard as he walked towards his sleeping father. He slowly lifted the pickaxe into the air sitting down as his father as he had done so the voices had gotten louder soon yelling at him saying it's all for fun just ended do what you must stop it before it happens. Him unsure of what to do he eventually gave in and plunged the pickaxe into his father's skull his father's eyes widening slightly as blood poured out and squirted out of his father's skull 'tag.. your it' he pulled The Pick Axe at his father's skull before running upstairs while holding the handle tightly as he ran upstairs, he felt excited kind of happy that he he was part of a game of tag that he who's winning the game. He started to dig through his stuff finding a mask that was painted green triangles under the eyes and they frown on the mask. He put the mask on The Whispers sending calm and happy now congratulating him on winning telling him that the more people playing tag that he had to tag to win.. as he had Gotham the mask on he heard a faint crying from downstairs and the police sirens off in the distance coming near his home, listen carefully to the crying and sobbing he soon realized it was his own mother seeing what he had done to the father.. He only chuckled slightly before running down the stairs and exiting the building. He quickly ran into the woods quietly chuckling has police sirens grew closer to his home he chose to ignore them however and ran deeper into the woods singing to himself 'lets play tag~'