“There was nothing. Not a blackness, I mean literally nothing. It was like I blinked. One moment I was struggling for air, the next moment I was in a hospital bed.”
How the hell did she break into my house?
“For at least 15 years now I will occasionally — maybe 2 or 3 times a month — mistakenly think I see someone I know when walking around. Then, within the next few minutes I will actually see that person.”
Madness isn’t usually loud like it’s portrayed on the screen. It’s not bright either — no supernova of unfettered emotion or physical deformity to hint at the rot inside.
How did he even know where I lived? Everything about this creeped me out.
I explained up and down what had happened, but nobody paid any attention to my story. They thought I was crazy; wouldn’t you?
Blake Lively didn’t just delete all her photos — including her profile pic — but she also unfollowed everyone she knew and began following 26 new people, all with the same name.
Every feature appeared identical to my own, down to the blackhead on my chin that sprouted earlier that morning.