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Paranoid-or Not?
Something is following me. Not a someone but something. I have felt it for several months now. Eyes following my every move. I feel them now. They are probably watching every word I am typing, but I don’t care. I need to tell someone. If I told anyone else they would think I was completely mental. I used to think it was a man, a weird stalker. Now I wish it was a man. I feel it. I swear I saw a shadow once. And I promise you it wasn’t a man’s shadow. It had wings. But they weren’t angel’s wings. They were black and purple with tattered holes. They were somehow very beautiful. They reminded me of something, I just don’t know what. Once I saw birds outside my window at midnight. Silhouetted against the full moon in the clear night sky. I told my mom, and she told me no birds flew so low at night and to go back to bed. I went but I never fell asleep that night. I watched the window. Once when staying home alone, I heard a loud thump from the back bedroom. I stiffened and decided to grab my cell and laptop. I never once walked into the hallway or any of the bedrooms. It took me days to finally get asleep in my own room again. I have gotten calls with mysterious words on them. A different language. One I don’t recognize. It’s deleted when I show others. I keep a journal of all my weird experiences. But one day I came home and it was gone. Later I found several pages of it pinned to my closet door, and some in my locker at school. Never had I dared to write about my experiences again- until the most recent one. I had a dream of a lady. A beautiful young lady carrying me in a blanket. I was an infant. She was muttering in some other language. The language in the messages. She looked down at me, tears in her eyes, and passed me to someone else. Then the dream ended. But not before I saw a little wing behind her back. A purple and black mysterious, beautiful wing. I decided it was a memory, but of what?
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