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How did Craig know my name? How do I know his name? Who is he?

I don't understand the things that are going on, I want to though. 

I just got off work and I am now walking home. It wasn't too dark out but it was dark enough that I could see the stars in the sky.

The stars in the sky were bright and shining. I couldn't look away from their beauty. 

I walked down the street at a fast pace, I really just wanted to get home. I wanted to try and figure out who he was and was he doing this to me. If he was even doing anything at all. 

I make my way into my house and go up to my room. I take my phone out of my bag and put my bag away.

I open us google search and try to look for a name and a face.

I don't think it's possible for a ghost or demon to actually  be physically there. I look up random things about the board and demons or ghosts that can come out of it.

There were no results so I went to try to find if Craig was possibly dead or even real. 

Craig Jay Jackson

Craiglist

Craig bluewhale alive?

Craig Tucker

I click on the last one and it takes me to a long article about some guy. I read through it trying to see if this could be him. 

The only thing that fits is that this Craig guy died when he was eighteen due to his father killing him. 

I didn't dare look at the pictures besides his face.

Craig Tucker was the guy that I saw at my work. Craig was the guy that I talked to on the ouija board. 

As I scrolled through the sight that was on my phone my room slowly became colder. I didn't think too much about it since it is going to be winter soon.

I heard a small knock that came from somewhere so I raised my head away from my phone and looked around my room.

“Hello?” I ask to no one

The sounds of knocking continue, loud nails being dragged against the walls begin to make my ears hurt. I cover my ears with my hands and curl my body up. 

“Shut up!” I scream at the loud scratching 

It suddenly stops and I pull my hands away from the sides of my head and look up, Craig stood there at the end of my bed. 

I stare at him in shock

“Well you do have a mouth, huh?” I just continue to stare at him with wide eyes.

“Don't freak out i'm not going to hurt you” I nod slowly and my shoulder lower

He moves over to the side of my bed that's closer to me. His body leans over mine as we both stare at each other. 

“Tweek Tweak, what's my name baby?” I gulp as his mouth hovers over the side of my neck 

“C-Craig” he chuckles, his warm breath hits my neck making me shudder. 

“What's my last name?” his lips press against the side of my neck and I jerk my head

“Tucker” I say in a whisper.

I could feel the grin he made on the side of my neck. Being close to him for some reason made me feel safe and calm.

“Your mine” I jumped at his sudden voice. He got onto my bed and was holding me now. We both were pressed up against each other in a comfortable position. 

“I know you have questions” I nod my head “Lets go so I can answer them” I shake my head

“Why can't you answer them now?” I ask him he smirks, sharp teeth show from his upper lip.

“I don't know if I can control myself around you when we are alone” I had no clue what he meant so I just nodded my head.

He pulls me up from the bed and helps me put on my shoes and forces me to wear his black hoodie that he had on. 

“Where are we going?” I ask him 

“The coffee place baby” I nod, a small smile breaking out of my face as I look down. 

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