I remember the day I started seeing (for lack of a better term) the "creepy things". I mean, if you were in like, 2nd grade and saw a rotten corpse in your bed, you would probably scream too.
Maybe I would have taken it better if my family didn't say "Oh, she's just having nightmares!". I'm sorry, but seeing, and smelling a dead body, in my bed would scare you too.
Usually, I could blink a few times, or leave the room and come back, and everything would be okay.
But lately, that hasn't been working as fast as it used to. I've seen a person in a bloody bunny mask, carrying a bloody axe, while drooling blood. Yes, there was a lot of blood. I didn't really get scared, they're just my imagination, they can't hurt me.
Right?
I just let it limp to me (the leg of the bloody-bunny thing was hurt, I guess) until my mom came in my room screaming.
These things happen, maybe, once a day? I guess? I've had days when I've had multiple vision-things, and days where I've had zero.
Why am I so calm, you ask?
Well, they haven't touched me, or anyone else so I'm assuming it's just some weird thing wrong with me.
I'm 13 now, and I've started to actually find friends who accept me for my weird self, and whatever the heck is wrong with me.
But yeah, they probably think I'm insane, too.
YOU ARE READING
Woods.
HorrorNoah has been seeing weird, "creepy" things for a while. Her best friend, Alan, has been by her side for 2 years of it. Allison was new to it. One day, Noah is attacked by one of her "visions". They are determined to find out why this is happening...
