Code of Arms

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Ignore my homemade coaster; this is a school 'project', and my name was on it :3Anyways, we had to create a code of arms for ourselves, and it had to represent us

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Ignore my homemade coaster; this is a school 'project', and my name was on it :3
Anyways, we had to create a code of arms for ourselves, and it had to represent us. All my other classmates were online, using *makes disgusted face* templates for something that is supposed to represent them!
*whispers* There's how creative they are
Anyways, though, the only people I'm aware that drew their own base were two of my friends :l

Well, I drew my own, and I'm p roud

P.s: *whispers again* I think I say anyways too much

P.p.s: Oh, and a little storytime if you are willing to listen to me ramble for 2.5 seconds
So, if you remember from a previous chapter, (you probably don't) I mentioned that every night at 3am, there's an odd beeping noise in my room. I actually decided to investigate it one night and see where it was coming from, seeing as it started a few years ago and hearing it every night freaked me the HeCk out, but when I started searching around my room, the noise wasn't coming from anywhere. I could most definitely hear it, but it wasn't coming from anywhere.
And when my friends have slept over, they have said they've heard it, too, so it's obviously not in my head.
I'm used to it by now, and I usually sleep through it, but it's really creepy. Especially considering it just sounds like a watch, but the only two watches I even have in my room are dead and broken. And the sound is just a beepbeepbeep, beepbeepbeep, beepbeepbeep, beepbeepbeep, that lasts for about a minute.

Well, anyways, there have been other weird things at my house before, such as seeing a white ball of light flash in front of my eyes for two seconds when I was little. It looked a little bit like a comet, and, seeing as I was a child, I thought it was a ghost. When I described it to my friends recently, one of them said it was apparently an orb or something....?
It wouldn't be as creepy if I hadn't seen it recently after my first dog died.

There was also the time when, last month, my friend was sleeping over at my house. We were laughing, having fun in my dining room, when all of a sudden my friend froze and stared at something in my kitchen.
By the time I turned around, it was gone, and I never saw it, but apparently there was a shadow of a person on my fridge. I dismissed it as my dad's shadow because he was outside with a fire in the firepit and it was night, but..... it still freaked me out then because my dad was at the other end of the yard and was nowhere near the door, where his shadow might have possibly drifted in.
I have also seen shadows out of the corner of my eye. Like, today I could have sworn I saw a cat's shadow in my hallway, but..... My cat died in November.

But all of these things (except the 3am beeps) could have just been figments of my- and my friends'- imaginations. Except for something that happened last week.
I woke up on the weekend, (at least I think it was the weekend) and everything was obviously quite normal. But then I realized my face was stinging for no reason.
When I went into the bathroom and looked in the mirror, I had one huge scratch running from the corner of my mouth almost down onto my chin. It looked like it had nearly bled, and it was really red. (Hehe that rhymed) And there was also a smaller scratch on my cheek.
But, um, HOW DID THIS HAPPEN EXACTLY?? I LITERALLY HAVE NO NAILS!
And even if I had scratched my face, THIS SCRATCH WAS DEEP. And my doggo does kinda have long, pointy claws, but that scratch was NOT there when I went to bed!
By now, that scratch is a lot smaller and barely noticeable, but, THAT IS CONCERNING! LIKE, THERE IS ABSOLUTELY NO EXPLANATION TO THAT

Wow. That got real off-topic and spoopy real fast
Bravo if you actually read all of that :]

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