My name is Chelsea Burginson. I live alone in a tiny, one bedroom apartment in the heart of Dallas. Me and my boyfriend, Glenn, have been together for almost two years. We during the one year that I lived in Kansas. We apparently went to the same school from Pre-K until 12th grade. Which is really weird, because I never even seen him around the school. Currently, I helped Ryan find an apartment and helped him move. He had been staying with me, but I figured that he would feel better if he had his own place. But ever since the night he took his last belonging from my place, I haven't been able to sleep. I feel like I am being watched. I live alone, yet I feel like I am not the only one in my room at night.
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