I'm afraid to go outside. The doctors call it agoraphobia, it's not. I don't even argue with them.
I see things from behind my bedroom window. Hideous, revolting things, capering and slithering. They want in, and they want in now. Though I don't even think they are real so I shouldn't even believe what my eyes are telling me. Might as well just give up and take medicine the doctors gave but the first time I took them, the things began to get worse, and worse...and worse. Well let me begin to tell the story of how this all began, shall I?
Well it began last summer when me and my friends were out fishing. Ah, what a wonderful day it was. Well at least it started off as, but slowly began to mishap and turn into the most horrible day of my life. We were just casually fishing when it happened. When I first saw it, well it looks like a human but there is something unusual about it. I'm sure I've seen this creature before. That's when it hit me. It's Jeff! He creeps after people and watches them sleep, while telling them to "go to sleep" if they ever catch his eyes. But they never sleep again. Actually, they never breath again.
Sometimes there was no apparent cause of death,because once the police or paramedics find them,all they have is shock left on their face. But what I want to know is, why has he came after me? I ain't a child, I am far from a child so it confuses me.
I was so deep in thought I didn't hear my friends calling on. "Huh? Yeah I agree." To be honest I don't know what I agreed to until I felt there hands on me, pushing me into the watter. "What the hell,why did you do that." All they could do was laugh at me being soaked in water. Well,that's what I thought they were laughing at. I was completely wrong. The moment I found out I could never trust my friends again was the moment I found out the reason why they were laughing.
