(Creepycozy I FOUND THE FUCKING VIDEO!!!)
Lemme tell you a story...
So, we moved, it fucking sucked because I used to live a couple houses down from my best friend, anyway, when we where checking the house, my mom, my two sisters, the landlord and the past tenants where all there so since I was the smallest I was shoved aside so I couldn't see much, when we went upstairs I had a quick glance inside the room on the right, and decided since that was the only one I got to sorta see, that I'd claim it, honestly don't regret it because its a decent room, but at the same time it's weird, the room i picked was the only one with scratch marks in the walls, it also had crawlspaces (witch I swear I heard nocking from one and scratching from the other) so that was a bit creepy...
Is it bad that I can't sleep because I always feel like someone's watching me?
I have major anxiety and suicidal thoughts, so that doesn't really help...
I'll stay up all night, drawing or playing video games, it's honestly nice to look out my window in the morning and watch the sun come up (my window is in that direction) then around 7:30 ish I make coffee I N H A L E it then go back into my room, I'll normally draw or listen to music, sometimes I'll continue playing video games, anyway, I'll start to feel drowsy IN THE MORNING! Anyways, since we moved it's been alot worse, for example the other night I went for a walk with potato (my dog, I'll call her willow too) to clear my mind, it was around 2ish we didn't go far considering I'm always paranoid. As we started to head back home there where footsteps behind us, willow being the "oh so intelligent" dog she is, barked and wouldn't turn back around, I have social anxiety so I really didn't want to talk to the person and say sorry, but being the guilty person I am reluctantly turned around to apologize, but there was no one there, and by this point I'm already stressed about talking to someone, but then no one being there? That's fucked. I started panicking even more because willow doesn't normally bark at people on walks, if she's in the yard she will but not out and about, on top of all that fun stuff I got chills, I walked back home a bit on-edge, I swear I'm fuckin cursed because when I got back home, my window was WIDE open, nobody is allowed in my room, everyone was sleeping, it's hella cold outside and no one is stupid enough to touch my shit honestly I got mad at everyone in the house the next day....
i watched this one video of Jeff the killer (top) because YouTube was on auto-play and that was the next video, when it came on it was talking about how he knew where I lived, when I heard 'and one of you lives on East avenue' I fucking flipped out because we JUST fucking well moved down east avenue and this was also the night after I heard footsteps and my window was open, honestly scared
