DEAD.txt
Hello people.
My name is Robin, and yesterday I received an e-mail from my online friend, Nick. It had the title "DEAD," and it contained only the word DEAD and a .txt file named "DEAD.txt."
It read the following:
My last words.8/7/2012 23:23 P.M.
"I am scarred for my life. Let me tell you the whole story if I can. It's funny how the internet and paranoia could destroy my life in such a short time.
In the last couple days I've read many Creepypastas. I've read so many that I turned completely paranoid.
Not just paranoid, but also crazy.
Today, something really strange happened. I would just wake up, stand up, get dressed and sit in my room searching the internet. Just as usual. But for some reason, I kept thinking about these creepypastas.
Always in mind that these were fake, I still would think about them.
With the music from Lavender Town in my mind and the pictures of BEN in front of my eyes, I almost became crazy. I tried to ignore them, so I went downstairs to check the fridge (I enjoy eating when I am bored.) It was about 10:53 A.M. To my suprise my door bell went off. Because the kitchen is fairly close to my entrance door, it did not take me long to go there. I opened the door but nobody was there. Except one thing. One thing that probably was the most horrifying thing of my life. A letter.
Before I went inside with the letter, again I checked if there really was nobody there. I even shouted if there was anybody there, but nope, nobody answered. I went back inside. I walked into the living room with the letter and opened it.
It read: "I am the person that watches you. I am the person that follows you. I am the person that hates you. I am the person that will kill you today. You are the person that I watch. You are the person that I follow. You are the person that I am going to kill today." It was written in dark red. It looked like blood, but I just told myself it was just red ink.
I thought it was just another "funny" joke that my "friends" tried to pull on me, so I ignored it. But I did not know it would come THIS far.
After I read it, I went back upstairs, and I kept on doing the stuff I've been doing the other time. At around 6 p.m., I got hungry again, and I went downstairs to get myself some dinner. As I was cooking dinner, I saw something really creepy outside. Someone was standing behind my garage, just looking at me. I could barely see him because there was no light where he stood. But you could clearly see his white, shiny eyes reflecting the light of my lamp from my kitchen. I was scared. I rolled my roller shutters down and took a knife out of the drawer just in case.
While eating dinner in the living room, I saw the guy again, staring at me from my garden. How the fuck did he get in there? Anyway, I called the police to show up at my house, so I maybe could get that creep off my property.
Around 7:51, when I finished eating someone knocked on my door. I could see blue uniforms (I live in Germany as you know) through because it is a glass door. I opened, and I told the officers what exactly happened.
They took a look around my house for about 20 minutes. They found nobody. I apologized to them, that I had "wasted" their time.
After that, I went upstairs again. I heard noises from downstairs. First, a door opened and then something going up the stairs. I ran to my door and locked it in complete fear.
Right now, I hear heavy breathing in front of my door. Sometimes "it" also says that it knows I am here. Sometimes "it" slams on my door or kicks my walls.
I haven't got a phone. I've got nothing to protect me. I don't have anything that could save me from this situation. I am going to die.
The last thing I am going to do is send this to my friend, Robin.
Robin, if you read this, POST THIS ONLINE
-Nick"
I haven't heard from him since. I didn't know what "Creepypastas" were, but I googled it. I found this place, so I will post it here. I don't know what happened to him, but I do hope he is okay.
Credited to ScreamingPanda
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