beth_is_betty (![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} beth_is_betty) wrote,@ 2005-02-26 10:22:00 |
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For invasion of the hollow hills...
Oh, good gods, someone save me now...
...
For as long as we have lived in this house, I have been haunted, so haunted...
Before I only felt a presence, a little something outside my window; whether or not it wished harm upon me I did not know. But what I do know is that it has been getting worse and worse, and I have never been this scared.
At first, I felt something watching me from my window; it was nothing bad, it just freaked me out. And I was too young to be very afraid of it, for I did now know what it could do to me, or rather, what it will do to me, or will at least continue to try to do to me.
I am scared, so scared, oh my gods.
The presence has made itself more and more known throughout the years, slowly but surely creeping towards me, getting closer and closer everytime.
It began by observing me.
Now it is getting closer...
and closer...
closer...
so much closer...
And there is nothing I can do about it.
It was years ago that I heard it enter into the house through our side door. I could hear it creeping through the house, I could hear its joints crack as it walked, and its heavy breathing which was more like panting, I could hear it salivating.
But, oh gods, one night, still years ago, it entered my room.
I did not see it; I was too afraid to open my eyes. I did not want to see it. But I could feel it, merely a presence in the room. And of course, I could hear it breathing still, I could hear its mouth opening and closing, its fangs squeaking past its other teeth, its salivation... It seemed so full of malice: The air seemed to be thick with its evil.
But I dared not open my eyes, for I feel that something horrible shall happen if I were to do just that...That its presence shall be set in stone, and along with it, my death...
But, gods, it does not end there...
Of COURSE it does not end there...
There is yet more to this...
For one night, I heard it enter through the side door; I heard it walking; and, strangely enough, I heard it playing my piano: Moonlight Sonata by Beethoven, my all-time favorite piece. Then I heard it walking towards me, I could feel it enter my bedroom...
Suddenly, I could feel it only inches away from my bed. I could not scream; could not speak; could not open my eyes; I even could not control my own body. I found myself moving around in my bed, for some reason, trying to get closer to it, as if in a trance, as if I were being controlled by something else...
I snapped out of it to find my arms reaching off of my bed, I could feel something in my hands for maybe a split second...
But then it was gone, and I was sitting in my bed, alone.
But, no, even there it does not end.
Just last night...
Oh, gods, it was horrible.
I awoke in a cold sweat.
I could feel it, right beside me for a moment...
But then, once again, I lost control over my body completely...
I felt myself sit up, I was shaking madly, my lips were moving with no sound coming out, my eyes fluttering open slightly but I could not see...
I found myself moving closer to the presence...
I snapped out of it just in time. Nothing else happpened the whole night, except for me hearing it go back outside...
...Help me...
