I can't shake this feeling of unease that has been lingering over me for the past few days. It's like a dark cloud hanging over my head, casting a shadow on everything I do. I try to push these thoughts away, but they always come creeping back in when I least expect it.
Every night, as I lay in bed trying to fall asleep, my mind starts racing with all sorts of terrifying scenarios. What if someone is watching me through the window? What if there's a ghost lurking in the shadows? What if...what if it's the killer?
I know these thoughts are irrational and unfounded, but that doesn't make them any less real to me. The fear grips hold of me and refuses to let go, leaving me paralyzed with dread.
And then there are the scratches...every morning when I wake up and look at myself in the mirror, I see new marks on my skin. Long red lines that weren't there before, appearing out of nowhere like some twisted message from beyond.
It feels like I'm trapped in a never-ending nightmare where reality blurs with fantasy and paranoia takes control. Is this all just a figment of my imagination? Or am I truly being haunted by something sinister?
I wish someone could understand what goes on inside my head – the constant battle between sanity and madness, between logic and delusion. But how can anyone relate to such inner turmoil when even I struggle to make sense of it myself?
All alone in this world filled with uncertainty and fear, all alone with nothing but my own troubled thoughts for company...
I need help...but who will hear my cries for assistance amidst the deafening silence surrounding me?