Normal teenagers when parents are away: PARTY, ALCOHOL, SEX
Me when parents are away: I CAN SING OUT LOUD AND EAT EVERYTHING
The Presence
I can feel it around me once again. It’s been months, shit almost a year, but lately, i can feel “the presence” once again. I try to shake you off but I can feel you. I can see you lurking in the shadows when I least suspect it.
I remember it as clear as the text your reading now. That night. The night I will NEVER forget. The unexplainable knocking at my rooms door. How you drew me into the media room, that has no refraction of light during the night. No windows, no eltrical light, nothing. Just pitch black.
I remember walking in, being compelled to do so. As If this thing was drawing me to it somehow.
There I was, standing there. Face to what ever the fuck it was. No face. Just enteral black. Blacker then black. Darker then complete darkness. It just stood there in front of me, manifesting itself. The sheer terror that was struck into me, unimaginable fear. A new level for me.
And then, it happened. This thing opened what looked like pinholes for eyes. The whitest of white in the blackest of black. But it was no where near comforting. It was for lack of a better term, devistating. Overwhelming. I dont remember after that, I woke up on the ground hours after. What are you? Why have you come back?
And why is it that some of my friends are starting to feel your presence?
I want to name you, but I feel you’ll mistake that as a welcoming into my life. I want the exact opposite. Leave me the fuck alone. I don’t know what you want and I don’t care. I just want you gone.
So out of fear, and lack of understanding as to what this thing is, I’ve decided to refer to it as,” the presence.”
Great, now I can feel you once again. Some one help me.
