It had been a few days and things were finally quiet. I was able to just live my life forgetting about the touch on my face that so freaked me out! Until one night, whilst I was at my home.
Alone.
It was my parent's' 25th wedding anniversary on October 28th, and my dad surprised my mom with a lovely getaway at a Marriott Hotel in Hollywood, Ca. He took her to see a sitcom being taped at Warner Brothers studio (I do not remember the name of the show, sorry!). I thought it was such a neat thing they were doing.
I didn't really think much to find someone to stay at my house with me, since my mom didn't like me being home alone. I am almost 21 years old, but that doesn't mean my parents like it when I'm all by myself and vulnerable. So anyway, my parents leave and I come home from work at around 6:30pm. I have my friend come over, but since she had to go home at 11, that meant that my time alone was creeping up on me.
I decided to stay out in my living room, watching the taped shows my dad and I always enjoy together, when all of a sudden I hear something. Now, my house doesn't really make that much noise all the time so hearing something like that kind of freaked me out a little.
So I get up and investigate the kitchen area. Nothing. I check the dining room. Nothing. When I walk back through the hallway to the living room, it's almost as if I walked into a wall of coldness! Like a freezer almost. It gave me the chills all the way to my spine and I ran and jumped back on the couch.
Not two seconds later, I started to feel all the energy drain from my body, starting with my legs. And all of a sudden it seriously felt like someone walked up to me and sat on the couch and put their hand on my thigh! I could literally sense where it was, but I couldn't see anything. It was the weirdest thing! Then, I bolt out of that room so fast that I left everything on. The lights, the TV, my cell phone. You would think that running would keep you safe when you feel in danger... Not in this case!
I didn't make it that far when I heard my name being called from the living room... That's when I felt like I had to get the hell out of my house! So I ran outside and I couldn't go back in for about 45 minutes. I don't know my neighbors and I didn't have my phone on me so I had to walk around and calm myself down by myself. Being outside felt a lot better than being inside for some reason.
Once I was able to go back inside I just turned everything off and grabbed my phone and ran back into my room and locked the door! I had to keep all the lights on but I was able to fall asleep.
Whatever it was that was at Chad's house, I think has been following me ever since. There is so much more that's been happening to me that I haven't even begun to include in this story. But I think I might have some kind of stalker on my hands. Or maybe just a friendly ghost, who likes me, I'm not sure.
Does anyone have any suggestions on what I can do to maybe make this thing go away? As much "fun" as you might think we could be having, it's annoying and very scary to encounter this stuff, especially when you're alone!
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