I’m freaking out. I have no idea what just happened or what
the hell I just fucking saw. It’s not making any sense, and Greg is looking at
me like I’m clinically insane. Which I’m not throwing off the table at this
point.
Okay, I’ll try to explain: I was on my way home from work
after staying late because my boss had some stupid project for me to do. The
entire night was fine until I must have been, say, 3 blocks from my place. And that’s
when someone stepped out in the middle of the road and I… hit them. Very hard…
So I slammed on the brakes and jumped out of the car but… there was no one…
nothing at all… just a huge dent on the front of my car, with no evidence to
what caused it. That’s when I… when I turned around, still freaking out, to get
back in my car and… and standing maybe 100 feet down the road behind me, under
this god damned street light… is this… thing… That’s all I can say to explain
it. It wasn’t really human looking. At all… It was tall… unnaturally tall. And super thin. And the face… was the most unnerving part… I couldn’t get a
good look at it but it just felt so…. Familiar… I don’t know… This is the same feeling I get with anything regarding my past, like something is being dug up. I feel like I imagined
it. All of it… but the dent is there… I don’t know… I need sleep…
-Ish
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