The Statue Is Watching Me

Just over a month ago, my friend nearly died and I was fully convinced they were dead until they were confirmed living a few days later, so you can imagine just how bad my mental state was at the time this happened. I was an absolute wreck. I usually go to the graveyard to walk around, calm my thoughts, reconnect with nature and just overall tighten a few loose screws in my brain when they want to come undone, so I decided to go for a walk to help get my thoughts in order. It was my sanctuary. And for the most part, it worked. But when I went into the graveyard that day, it was different.

I broke down a few times because my friend's favourite song came on over my headphones, and I spent a lot of the walk just overall being sad. At one point I sat by the foot of a tree and just started crying for a while.

But that's not actually the paranormal bit I want to talk about. This happened a little bit later when I accidentally came across a part of the graveyard I hadn't seen before. It was fenced off from the rest of the graveyard and seemed to be slightly more full of graves than the area around it. There were a few paths inside the fenced off area that all seemed to lead to this massive mausoleum in the centre. It was completely shut and looked like nobody had used it in years. I went over to investigate and I saw there were these statues of angels that lined the top of the mausoleum, and most of them were looking outwards towards the rest of the graveyard. But one was looking directly downwards from the roof. Looking directly at me.

I couldn't look away from it. It stared at me. I stared back. I tried so hard to look away but I just couldn't. It stared at me with eyes full of hate and malice and unforgiving coldness. Those eyes were more than just stone. I don't know how to describe it. At some point I dropped to my knees. The floor was cold and wet and uncomfortable but I couldn't move. I could only look back into it's eyes. And I swear that behind the eyes of that statue was something so much greater than anything we could comprehend. There was a soul in that statue. Inside that statue is what truly looks over this universe. Not some Christian god or a god from any other religion, but what truly observes and watches over all the world. And it does not like what it sees.

At some point I began to scream. I began to scream at the statue and I asked it why. Why it would do this to me. Why it would out so much suffering and unforgiving into a world so originally beautiful. I asked it why it would hurt my friends, why it would cause them so much pain. I was angry. I was so very angry at this cold and unforgiving being because it has caused all the pain and suffering ever inflicted on those I love, and it has caused at the pain of the universe as we know it now. And it just stared at me with more judgement than I have ever known.

Then something inside me snapped. Something snapped and I just ran and ran and ran as far away from this horrible, malevolent being as fast as I could. I threw myself over the fence and ran blindly down the dirt paths until one of them led to an exit. But as I ran, I could feel every single angle statue I passed staring at my back, watching me and judging me and hating me for my existence. I ran all the way to my house and the entire time I couldn't shake the feeling I was being watched. Please help me. Two more incidents like this have happened to me between this happening and me reporting it now (that I've also submitted to this site). I haven't gone back to the graveyard. I still sometimes feel like I'm being watched. If anyone has had similar experiences to this, please tell me because I don't want to be alone in this.