It's late. I've been up since 9 p.m I haven't slept and I don't think I ever will again. There is this thing, a mutated creature, just standing in the door frame. It's not doing anything to harm me, just watching me, but it's scaring the hell out of me, I'm terrified. Let me tell you about myself before I tell you more about my situation.
I'm 23, I live on my own, no wife no kids. I haven't finished college yet but in a few years I will be. Anyways I was getting in my car to head home from college as I felt something hit me in my stomach, felt almost like a rock had hit me. I thought to myself, maybe I'm hungry or I just need to lye down. I got in my car and listened to the radio. This wasn't your normal singing or instruments playing, no... no this was a distorted and very unnerving tune, that just played on repeat.
I immediately changed the station. To my surprise, every station was playing this same tune. I turned it off after hearing every distorted channel. I thought, maybe the connection was bad or the signal was lost. It's hard to explain how I felt, it's kind of the feeling you get when you're reading a very messed up creepypasta. But I was too tired to really think about it. As I was getting out of my car, I got a strange feeling that someone, or should I say something, was watching me.
I went inside my house and laid on my couch. As I lie down I hear a strange "crash" sound. I immediately shot up and looked around. Of course, it was nothing, I had just imagined it. I rested my my eyes and right before I was about to drift away I heard another "crash", this time it was louder and closer. I shot up, looked around, searched the house, nothing.
I called my friend and told him what happened. He told me it was probably nothing maybe just a tree fell or something. By this time the sun was starting to go down and I was paranoid. I should tell you I have bad anxiety and being all worked up about this isn't good. So I went to my bed and left the light on (of course who wouldn't at this point). I was very worried and I didn't think I could sleep.
Those crashes weren't normal and the radio station wasn't normal. Maybe I had just imagined it all, maybe this is just a sick dream. Those crashes might have just been a tree or something. No need to worry right? Just a tree. Nothing serious. As I turn off my lamp, look straight down the door way and see, him...