I don’t know who this blog will reach first, but I am very scared and frightened. Last night when I went to sleep, I felt a very strange feeling in the back of my head. I frequently get migraines, so I didn’t worry about it, but it felt different. Instead of a gentle throbbing sensation that got stronger as it progressed, like my migraines do, it was a pushing feeling. Like someone pushed their fingers into my brain. It wasn’t hurting, it just felt uncomfortable. I tried rubbing it, massaging it, cracking my neck, ANYTHING to make it stop.
Then, this morning, I woke up with blood all over my body and clothes. I was laying in my front yard. I definitely fell asleep in my bed. My phone screen has blood smeared on it, like I had frantically tried calling someone, but I have no recent outgoing calls or texts. However, this number that I don’t recognize keeps texting and calling. I answered once, and they told me that they knew what I had done and they were coming to get me.
You guys, I don’t even know what I did. I blacked out last night after I decided to ignore the feeling in my head. How can someone else know what I did? I’m back in my house. Every time a car drives by, all the hair on my neck stands on end. All I can do is sit and listen, but I’ve armed myself with a baseball bat just in case. It doesn’t feel good to be the prey, waiting for the predator to kill me.
I don’t want to run. Running might make it easier to find me. Everything is a blur too, so getting in the car isn’t a good idea. They sent me a text about how they have allies on the police force who will tell them if I call the cops. How can this happen? Other than all the blood, I don’t think I did anything wrong. No matter how much I try to remember, I can’t bring the memories of last night to the forefront of my mind. It’s almost like they’re being blocked on purpose. Until they arrive, the only thing I can do is wait and prepare to fight, potentially for my life?
Until next time, friends. I hope there is a next time.