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GUY TERRIFIED OF DYING, FEARS THERE WILL BE “NOTHING” AFTER DEATH

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I’m terrified of dying.

To be more specific, I’m terrified of the potential of oblivion after death. I’m not a religious person, for a ton of reasons, but I like the idea of getting to spend eternity in heaven with loved ones.

The thought of just nothingness is scary to me y’all. I was on the verge of a panic attack today at work due to spiraling anxiety thoughts of just oblivion….nothingness.

I listened to random podcast episodes people talking about how they have had experiences with an afterlife after previously being major skeptics and non-believers in an afterlife and that helped a bit.

Idk y’all I’m 27 years old and I’m just….scared.

Just know any and all who have had the same unfortunate thought process have all of my love and support. We are scared, but we are scared together.

Netizens’ comments

  • I only fear death when I don’t welcome it. When everything is peachy and happy go lucky I fear it. When I’m down and everything seems to be going wrong I welcome it. It’s a vicious cycle.
  • It’s in our DNA to fear death, that’s where our survival instinct comes from. I am not religious but I have a hard to believing we are this complex for it just to evaporate when we pass but if that is the case it really won’t matter because we seize to exist. We would not know we are dead because there is nothing left to know but I believe our spirit lives on in another way that is bigger than this. We won’t know until the day comes so let’s try to make the best to of the time we have on this earth.

WOMAN GRATEFUL FOR KIND-HEARTED HUSBAND WHO LOVES HER A LOT

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Nobody knows the truth about my relationship with my husband

I’ve (f28) been keeping it bottled up for years that my husband (m39) is the most thoughtful, generous, loving man I’ve ever had the pleasure of knowing.

On top of being so smart and handsome, always making me laugh, and giving me hugs and kisses whenever I want — I feel a little embarrassed saying this — he spoils the shit out of me.

I rarely cook but live in a big city so any cuisine I want, I get. I do a fair amount of shopping with the credit card he pays for. He’s excellent at planning dates and vacations.

He’s a poet at heart and always says the sweetest, most beautiful things to me. He listens to and helps me with my problems, and supports all my dumb little dreams. I’m very sensitive and he always stops what he’s doing to comfort me. For being the breadwinner, he voluntarily handles a lot of the household chores. I’ve never had to nag him to take out the trash.

He’s the best partner I’ve ever had by far. We engage in mild PDA, but at home we can’t stay off each other.

Don’t get me wrong, we have our disagreements and he has the same blind spots a lot of straight men have. But he’ll admit when he’s wrong and he’s good at apologies.

I just love him so much and I don’t gush about him to my friends or post him online because I don’t want to seem like I’m bragging… So I try to tell him how much I appreciate him as often as I can. Sometimes I can’t believe I’m the one who gets to be with him.

GIRL WOKEN EVERY MORNING BY GHOST PRETENDING TO BE HER GRANDMA

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Something has been waking me up at 6:30, and it’s not my grandmother.

I don’t know if I’m going insane, or I’m having episodes where I imagine things, but hear me out, the thing waking me up is not my grandmother I know and love.

My grandmother, 78, and I, 18, have made an agreement for every morning. I wake her up at 6:00 with coffee, and she lets me sleep in 30 more minutes before waking me up. For a while, it was pretty normal, we did the whole agreement and I would be more rested with my insomnia.

About a month ago, she started sleeping in more with her legs keeping her up all night, she had surgery do to her ankle a while ago, before I was born. So I started setting an alarm for 6:30, nothing harmful, right? Well a little over two weeks ago, my second alarm would not go off, I didn’t sleep through them, because I would wake up a few minutes later, and it wouldn’t be up on silent.

It started last week, my grandmother would open my door and call my name, saying “it’s time to get up, get ready.” And leave. I would get up, do my normal routine, and walk into her room all ready to go. Only to find her in a deep sleep, snoring, curled up in her blankets, and her coffee was still full, just cold. I thought it was weird, but woke her up and told her it was time to get ready.

At first I thought I had just had a small episode, I tend to imagine things, scenarios, and even sounds. But then it happened more and more, the same thing. ‘She’ would wake me up, I would get ready, and my grandmother would still be asleep. It started to scare me.

Tuesday, I was sicker than usual, the whole night I was up late with a huge headache and stomach ache, throwing up and not being able to leave the bathroom. My grandmother told me to stay home, but at 6:30, I was woken up. “_, dear, it’s time to get up, get ready”

I replied, hiding my anger that I was woken up and put back into being sick. “You said I could stay home last night, I’m sick remember…”

There was no reply, just a soft shuffle, then a loud CRASH was heard in the living room. Now my grandmother has had calls before, they normally ended in seizures, and due to me living with my grandmother since age 2, I’ve grown quite paranoid with sounds.

Me and my grandfather were up first, he sleeps in a different bedroom then my grandmother, he switched the lights on and showed the cause of the sound. Something had knocked over the almost 300 pound, hard red oak coat closet that was by the door. The glass was shattered and it was obvious there was no fixing it.

I panicked, thinking my grandmother was under there, only to be calmed down as my grandmother walked in, wondering what was that sound?

I checked on all my pets, my dog, my frog, and two lizards to make sure nothing had gotten to them. Everyone was safe.

I asked my grandmother later that day, after I was finally dressed, why she woke me up knowing I was staying home. She was confused, saying she was asleep, her door was locked and all.

I sat there confused, I asked her about the other events, she smiled and laughed, saying. “Oh dear, just like your mother, imagining things!”

I walked to my room, almost falling over in a heap of sobs, just wanting to escape it. I played loud music the rest of the day, slipknot, three days Grace, almost any metal or alt rock band I knew just to block out sound, I didn’t realize it but it was soon almost 3 in the morning. I turned my music off, and went to bed, preparing for the next morning.

Wednesday morning, I did the same thing, and made sure to wake my grandmother up, and went back to bed. “_ time to get up, c’mon.”

I shot up, looking over at the door, it was her, thank god, I was just imagining things.

That was until yesterday, something had yanked me out of bed instead of woken me up, I hit my head on my nightstand and hit the ground pretty hard, I looked up at my attacker.

They had the same body shape as my grandmother, but it wasn’t her, that was not my grandmother. I didn’t know what it was.

I got up, and dusted off, shaking as I walked to my door, lining the front with salt as I closed it, same goes for my window. I told my grandma I had gotten sick again, and I just wanted to sleep. She let me.

I don’t know what it is, but it’s gotten violent, it doesn’t like me sleeping in, I don’t know how long I can do this.

It’s 6:59, I hear it by my door, I’m ready, I don’t know what for but I’m ready.

GIRL’S DEAD GRANDMA CAME BACK TO VISIT HER WHILE SHE’S POOPING

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When I was about 15 my grandmother died. We were really close.. and I took her death pretty hard. She died on the toilet, and to make light of the situation I would joke that she went out like Elvis.

Well a few days after she died, I was on the toilet when the bathroom lights turned off. Not a burned bulb. Something physically flipped the switch.

As I sat there.. I saw a faint blue light look as though it shot out the window. I was kind of spooked. But welcomed all paranormal activity.

When I walked out of the bathroom my 5 year old sister looked at me and said, “grandma was just at the end of the bed, she told me to tell you she said hi and she is sorry for turning off the lights.”

I will never forget that moment. It is one of my favorite memories.

Netizens’ comments

  • I wonder how many times my Grandma has watched me poop. Hopefully she hasn’t watched me do… other things.
  • It’s nice to know she was still with you
  • absolutely lovely story! Nothing spooky, and evidence that she is watching and will keep watching over you girls.

S’PORE MAN GAVE PRC MASSEUSE $15K, THEN REPORT HER TO POLICE WHEN SHE REFUSE TO PAY BACK

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A 60-year-old man in Singapore, who is a retiree, gave a masseuse that he met at a massage parlour $15,000, before reporting her to the police after the woman allegedly refused to pay him back the money, according to Shin Min Daily News.

A Kind Gesture Turns Costly

The retiree, Mr Wu, learned that the 42-year-old masseuse from China was having financial problems. Determined to lend a helping hand, he began frequenting the establishment regularly, spending over S$1,000 each month to support her sales efforts.

Their bond deepened over the years, and by 2020, Wu and the masseuse were dating. Wu, separated from his wife for several years, found solace in this newfound relationship. The masseuse, too, was facing her own challenges, including a pending divorce due to the Covid-19 pandemic.

As their relationship grew, so did Wu’s generosity. He showered her with extravagant gifts amounting to about $20,000, including diamond rings, necklaces, and furniture when she moved into a new place. Love seemed to be blossoming, but it was about to take an unexpected turn.

Financial Struggles Abroad

With the pandemic affecting employment opportunities, the masseuse returned to China in 2021. Despite the distance, they maintained their connection through regular video calls.

However, the masseuse was unemployed and began asking Wu for financial assistance, promising to repay him once she returned to Singapore and found a job.

Trusting her implicitly, Wu sent her nearly S$15,000 through a remittance company in five separate transactions between May 2021 and April 2022. He considered it a loan, a testament to his faith in their relationship.

A Bitter Homecoming

Finally, in September 2022, the masseuse returned to Singapore. Wu was eager to welcome her, picking her up from the airport and providing temporary accommodation. He even continued to show his affection by buying her tonic soup every week when she complained about her demanding new job.

However, to Wu’s shock, their relationship took a sudden and bitter turn in December 2022. The masseuse cut off all contact with him, leaving Wu bewildered and hurt. What stung even more was her refusal to repay the S$15,000 he had lent her.

Feeling betrayed and desperate, Wu decided to take legal action. He filed a police report, accusing the masseuse of being “ungrateful” for not repaying the loan he had extended in good faith.

A Denial of Romance and Debt

In a surprising turn of events, the masseuse denied that she and Wu had ever been in a romantic relationship. According to her, they were close friends, but Wu had attempted to pursue her romantically. She claimed that they had cleared the air regarding their relationship in December, after which she had blocked Wu’s contact.

Moreover, the masseuse vehemently denied owing Wu any money, asserting that she had never received the S$15,000 in question. She challenged Wu to provide evidence of the alleged debt and suggested a face-to-face meeting to resolve the matter.

In a countermove, the masseuse also filed a police report, seeking legal intervention to deal with what she viewed as harassment from Wu. She alleged that Wu had not only requested money from her but had also left accusatory comments on her work-related social media platforms.

WOMAN WEARS LINGERIE TO TRY & SEDUCE BF, BUT HE TELLS HER “I DON’T REALLY CARE”

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I put on lingerie for my bf and he was dissatisfied, making my confidence plummet

I am 20 years old in a 2 year relationship with my 25 year old boyfriend. Im an empathetic HSP (highly sensitive person) while he is an extremely a blunt/opinionated hyper-masculine man. For the past month, we have been consistently arguing/disagreeing with each other. Now, I’m going to tell you what happened last night that was supposed to be a romantic evening that ended up being a bust.:

So, after a month of constant arguing and disagreements, we finally went on a date night and had a good time. The next day, I had a special night planned for us. I had a Maid lingerie set ready to wear and I was going to cook us a good meal. It was my attempt to basically make up and create an intimate moment for us so that we can start craving each other again.

Now, its the night and he’s over at my place, unaware of the special night I have planned. I excitedly when to the bathroom to change into my lingerie, and when I reappeared in my outfit (feeling cute n hot), my bf said with an unimpressed look on his face, “So THAT’S what took you so long in the bathroom?”. I say “Yes” and then he proceeds to ask me “Who bought that? You bought that? Why?” and it instantly killed my mood.

I then ask him if he liked it, hoping he would point out SOMETHING that looks nice about me. But he then says “Eh, I don’t really care for it. I like it better when you wore when we went on our date.”

After hearing that I felt very unattractive and embarrassed, it actually hurt my feelings. I then left again to change into regular clothes, but then he said, “I never said it was ugly”. You wore the lingerie because that’s what YOU like, not me. You should have asked me first.” “

I understand that but I felt his reaction was so harsh. I just began to cry, HARD. I felt that my efforts weren’t good enough to him. Our relationship is lacking intimacy, and here I am trying to fix it but it’s not in the exact way he wants it.

Never did he compliment me. He didnt even comfort me as I was crying. When I told him that what he said/ his reaction hurt my feelings, he flipped it on me that it’s MY fault I’m hurt, not his. He’s always telling me that I’m “too sensitive” when I really just want his to acknowledge my efforts and my feelings too (he’s an excellent gaslighter).

I just wanted us to have an intimate, comforting night. I wanted him to see how hard I’m trying. But I guess it wasn’t good enough….

WOMAN EVERYDAY LATE FOR WORK, TAKES “URGENT LEAVE” WHENEVER SHE OVERSLEPT

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Nightmare coworker I’ve a colleague that’s late daily (not kidding), min 10 minutes and record-breaking of 2H.

She’d always inform with all sort of lame excuses like she need to shit first. It’s so frustrating to work with someone like her.

Even after verbal warnings by the management & warning letter she’s still strolling in LATE like a boss. Horrible toxic company with no discipline, no wonder the rest also start to follow suit.

To add a cherry on top, sometimes She’d mia and not turn up for work cause she’s still sleeping then apply for urgent leave.

Really don’t understand how some people can work like this without a care in the world for their fellow colleagues, 0 work ethics and responsibility. Just ranting.

Netizens’ comments

  1. When you can’t beat then , join them
    If you keep getting frustrated, they will test your patience.
    And you will be seen as the weird colleague.
    For the benefit of your mental health and sanity by these kind of people,
    Don’t get mad, u just do your own thing and ignore whatever that person is doing.
  2. what has it got to do with u leh. u do ur work she do her work lo. unless yall share work.
  3. Why you care? If she’s saboing your own workflow, complain.
  4. If there is no enforcement, negative reinforcement, rules are merely just black and white.
    Similarly if there isn’t legal punishments, no police officers/prosecutors, laws in place, are just for show.
    If u cant beat them, join them. Similarly, u cannot find a honest man in a town filled with thieves.
  5. That’s nothing. Used to work for a certain convenience store. Morning do bank in then rest 7 hours at ghoby ghaut play Xbox. Does it for 6 months.
  6. Haiya.. lidat oso wanto complaint.
    You not boss daughter or mistress, why complain mother complain father 
  7. Hey this ‘late because I have diarrhea’…‘I have a female colleague use this excuse too!
    Maybe it’s a woman thing?

BRUTAL MAID KICKS AND WHACKS TODDLER WITH CLOTHES HANGER

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A maid was sentenced to jail after hitting a 2-year-old and kicking him till he was injured all over.

30-year-old May Than Oo, Myanmar national worked in Singapore as a maid and was assigned the usual household chores and taking care of young childing in the employer’s home.

The incident happened last year in June, while the accused was doing housework, she noticed a foul smell and realised that the 2-year-old has soiled himself and started smearing his faeces all over.

The maid got angry and slapped the boy in the face till he was crying.

As the boy was crying on the floor, the maid took a new diaper and towel and continued hitting the boy.

When the boy was told to go to the toilet, the boy walked the other way. The maid rage with anger and hit the boy’s face with the towel and hit him with her other hand til the boy fell on the ground once more.

While the boy was crying on the ground she kicked the boy.

After carrying the boy to the toilet, she continued to hit him with clothes hanger in the toilet.

The evidence was captured on the camera and the boy was found with bruises over his body.

The maid was eventually jailed for 9 months after pleading guilty to one charge of ill-treatment under the Children and Young Persons Act

THARMAN OFFICIALLY SWORN IN AS S’PORE PRESIDENT, PROMISES TO BE INDEPENDENT & SCRUPULOUS

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Speech by President Tharman Shanmugaratnam at the Swearing-In Ceremony

I am honoured and humbled to have been elected as the 9th President of Singapore. This was a vote of confidence in Singapore’s future, a future where we all progress together and deepen our solidarity as Singaporeans. 

Unite all Singaporeans

We have made ours a cohesive, multiracial society, with a high level of trust and unity. Yet none of what we have achieved is assured or permanent, as we can see from the tides of change in many countries.  At the same time, our own society is maturing, so we must expect greater diversity of views and preferences.  We must not allow any of our differences to divide us.  

Now, more than before, we must grow our sense of togetherness as fellow Singaporeans. It will make us a better society, and add to our ballast as we face a more turbulent world.

The President, as the Head of State, holds a non-partisan office in our system of governance.  Precisely because the President stands above the political fray, he or she can be a symbol of the nation, and be effective in uniting all Singaporeans, regardless of race, religion or other differences.  

The elected president exercises important custodial responsibilities under the Constitution, safeguarding our reserves and the integrity of the Public Service.  Other than these custodial powers, in most other matters including foreign relations, the President acts on the advice of the Cabinet.  Nevertheless, within that framework, there is room for the President to take a special interest in specific issues, or champion causes close to his or her heart. 

As President, with the strong mandate you have given me, I intend to work with the Government, community groups and other voluntary organisations, and the entire nation to strengthen our multi-racialism, and nurture a more inclusive society. I will do my utmost to support initiatives that deepen the respect we accord to our fellow citizens, of all backgrounds and in every walk of life – the respect for all that is at the heart of our solidarity as Singaporeans. 

Safeguard Our Reserves and Public Service 

In exercising my veto powers on the reserves and key public service appointments, I will confer closely with the Council of Presidential Advisers, and be thorough and impartial in my assessments.  

Our reserves have been patiently built up over many years of diligent saving, especially in our earlier phase of economic development where we enjoyed strong growth and healthy budget surpluses.  They have now become a very significant resource and advantage in securing our future.  

We have drawn on the reserves twice – first during the Global Financial Crisis in 2009, and again between 2020 and 2022, this time on a much bigger scale to see us through COVID-19.  Unfortunately, COVID-19 will not be our last crisis.  We must gird ourselves for more crises in a far more uncertain and volatile world.  

There are also longer-term threats to Singapore’s existence and the lives of future generations.  Climate change will be a defining challenge for the world, and especially so for a low-lying island.  

Should the need arise in future to use the reserves to tackle such crises and existential threats, we will weigh the matter carefully.  We will have to balance between meeting immediate needs and preserving the reserves so that every generation, now and in the future, enjoys their benefits.  

I will be scrupulous and independent in making judgements that involve the use of the “second key” on our reserves – whether in responding to the future crises that will come from time to time, or in ensuring Singapore remains a safe and liveable home over the longer term.

Strengthen Multiracialism

It has taken many years of hard work and mutual accommodation to bridge racial and religious differences, and build trust and understanding between our communities.  

We must continue taking steps forward, to add depth and resilience to our multiracialism, and never let it fray. We must continue to strengthen the experience of growing up together, and our connections and emotional ties with one another.  We start in our own neighbourhoods, where we are most familiar with one another.  Beyond that, we interact with one another in shared spaces, such as our schools, during National Service, and in our housing estates and workplaces, where we build closer bonds with each other.

As President, I will promote greater interactions between our different communities, even as we ensure the vibrance of our different cultures.  It may be by encouraging our youth to play sports that are currently played mainly by a particular ethnic group, learning one another’s art forms, or promoting collaborations between our self-help groups, our various community organisations and our business chambers.  

As we grow these interactions and lived experiences, we will enhance our respect and appreciation for one another. We strengthen our shared Singaporean identity, which has been and must remain our most precious asset.

Build An Inclusive Society

I remain committed to making Singapore a more inclusive and socially just society, which has been my life’s purpose. Government policies have shifted significantly to help us achieve this, and they remain essential. But to build a truly inclusive society, we need something more, that involves all of us. We must build a strong culture of kinship and respect, where we empathize with our fellow citizens, bring out the best in each other, and feel that we only truly succeed when we succeed together.  

I will encourage the building of active community stakeholders and a thriving civil society to help us grow this culture. We can do more to nourish the soil for ground-up and purpose-driven initiatives to sprout and grow.  From giving confidence to disadvantaged youth; to supporting those who need a second or third chance; to helping those among us who face mental health challenges; and to neighbourhood initiatives to support our caregivers and befriend seniors at risk of being lonely.  

I plan to lend active support to the arts and sports.  Singapore has made significant strides in both areas over the years. Our arts scene is becoming more vibrant, supported by our schools and tertiary institutions, community art programmes, and world class performance venues and museums. In sports, athletes like Loh Kean Yew, Shanti Pereira, Joseph Schooling, Yip Pin Xiu, Sheik Farhan and Yu Meng Yu have excelled internationally, under great pressure.

Yet in both fields our best years are ahead of us. By nurturing every talent in the arts and sports and supporting them through their journeys, they will inspire us all.     

Promote Singapore’s interests abroad

Finally, I will do my best to represent Singapore and promote our interests abroad, in line with the objectives and priorities of the Government.  

We have entered an era of profound global uncertainty and growing fragility. The ongoing Ukraine war has violated the principles of sovereignty and territorial integrity of nation states.  Major economies are shifting away from free trade and investment flows.  Strategic trust is lacking between the world’s major powers, with the China-US relationship at its most troubled in decades. 

Singapore must find its way forward amidst these global tensions, always advancing our long-term national interests by standing up firmly for our principles rather than choosing one side or the other.    

As President, I will do my part to reflect Singapore’s values and views and to enhance our standing amongst the community of nations.  I will work to deepen existing partnerships and build new ones.  By remaining a voice of reason and striving for solutions that are of mutual benefit, we will remain a partner that others find worthwhile to engage with.  

Conclusion

This evening, as I stand before you as your newly elected President, I pledge to discharge my duties diligently, faithfully, and to the best of my abilities, for the betterment of Singapore and Singaporeans.  I will serve with all my heart. 

I thank the Prime Minister for your support and encouragement.  I look forward to working constructively with you and your Cabinet.

I thank my predecessor, Mdm Halimah Yacob, for her service as the eighth President of Singapore, and for her counsel and advice as I take up this important role. 

To my fellow Singaporeans, once again, I thank you for your strong endorsement.  Regardless of the challenges ahead of us or the differences amongst us that we will inevitably have, let us remember we are bound by a common destiny.  Let us take confidence in what we have achieved together so far, and pledge to work together for a future of optimism and respect for all.

GIRL WOKEN EVERY MORNING BY GHOST PRETENDING TO BE HER GRANDMA

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Something has been waking me up at 6:30, and it’s not my grandmother.

I don’t know if I’m going insane, or I’m having episodes where I imagine things, but hear me out, the thing waking me up is not my grandmother I know and love.

My grandmother, 78, and I, 18, have made an agreement for every morning. I wake her up at 6:00 with coffee, and she lets me sleep in 30 more minutes before waking me up. For a while, it was pretty normal, we did the whole agreement and I would be more rested with my insomnia.

About a month ago, she started sleeping in more with her legs keeping her up all night, she had surgery do to her ankle a while ago, before I was born. So I started setting an alarm for 6:30, nothing harmful, right? Well a little over two weeks ago, my second alarm would not go off, I didn’t sleep through them, because I would wake up a few minutes later, and it wouldn’t be up on silent.

It started last week, my grandmother would open my door and call my name, saying “it’s time to get up, get ready.” And leave. I would get up, do my normal routine, and walk into her room all ready to go. Only to find her in a deep sleep, snoring, curled up in her blankets, and her coffee was still full, just cold. I thought it was weird, but woke her up and told her it was time to get ready.

At first I thought I had just had a small episode, I tend to imagine things, scenarios, and even sounds. But then it happened more and more, the same thing. ‘She’ would wake me up, I would get ready, and my grandmother would still be asleep. It started to scare me.

Tuesday, I was sicker than usual, the whole night I was up late with a huge headache and stomach ache, throwing up and not being able to leave the bathroom. My grandmother told me to stay home, but at 6:30, I was woken up. “_, dear, it’s time to get up, get ready”

I replied, hiding my anger that I was woken up and put back into being sick. “You said I could stay home last night, I’m sick remember…”

There was no reply, just a soft shuffle, then a loud CRASH was heard in the living room. Now my grandmother has had calls before, they normally ended in seizures, and due to me living with my grandmother since age 2, I’ve grown quite paranoid with sounds.

Me and my grandfather were up first, he sleeps in a different bedroom then my grandmother, he switched the lights on and showed the cause of the sound. Something had knocked over the almost 300 pound, hard red oak coat closet that was by the door. The glass was shattered and it was obvious there was no fixing it.

I panicked, thinking my grandmother was under there, only to be calmed down as my grandmother walked in, wondering what was that sound?

I checked on all my pets, my dog, my frog, and two lizards to make sure nothing had gotten to them. Everyone was safe.

I asked my grandmother later that day, after I was finally dressed, why she woke me up knowing I was staying home. She was confused, saying she was asleep, her door was locked and all.

I sat there confused, I asked her about the other events, she smiled and laughed, saying. “Oh dear, just like your mother, imagining things!”

I walked to my room, almost falling over in a heap of sobs, just wanting to escape it. I played loud music the rest of the day, slipknot, three days Grace, almost any metal or alt rock band I knew just to block out sound, I didn’t realize it but it was soon almost 3 in the morning. I turned my music off, and went to bed, preparing for the next morning.

Wednesday morning, I did the same thing, and made sure to wake my grandmother up, and went back to bed. “_ time to get up, c’mon.”

I shot up, looking over at the door, it was her, thank god, I was just imagining things.

That was until yesterday, something had yanked me out of bed instead of woken me up, I hit my head on my nightstand and hit the ground pretty hard, I looked up at my attacker.

They had the same body shape as my grandmother, but it wasn’t her, that was not my grandmother. I didn’t know what it was.

I got up, and dusted off, shaking as I walked to my door, lining the front with salt as I closed it, same goes for my window. I told my grandma I had gotten sick again, and I just wanted to sleep. She let me.

I don’t know what it is, but it’s gotten violent, it doesn’t like me sleeping in, I don’t know how long I can do this.

It’s 6:59, I hear it by my door, I’m ready, I don’t know what for but I’m ready.