in the wonders of my mind💗.

_{It’s right there.}

_{I feel like I'm dying.} 

_{I can't.} 

_{maybe *hopefully* I am} 

_{my dad sent me out to do smth.} 

_{everytime I leave the house I look both directions and make sure no ones there}

_{not that I'm doing anything bad.}

_{I just do I do it all the time-}

_{cos.. people :')} 

_{we don like people no-}

_{but I looked right first}

_{and when I looked left there was this guy-}

_{Istg :') it's so creepy it'll sound fake}

_{he was standing still.} 

_{infront of the elevators. cos I live in an apartment.} 

_{had to go help my grandma again :')❤️}

_{the guy was wearing all black so like☠️☠️}

_{but idk. coulda been for a funeral?☠️I've never been to one so idk :P}

_{but yeah maybe it was for work or something? I mean it didn't look like a suit/uniform but his outfit wasn't what freaked me anyway.-}

_{I'm trying to think so like :P this isn't meant to be a storytime lmao xD TvT}

_{I really suck at this}

_{this whole *existing* thing.} 

_{but back to what I was saying :') so my dad sent me to throw out the trash TvT and theres this little room in my apartment- there are 2 on my floor and that's where you throw any garbage :P}

_{so to get there from where I live- I first go a lil right to those 2 big doors- then across this really big halfway to the left- across the other elevators- and to the right for a little till I'm there.-} 

_{I usually run throughout all of it but when I saw the guy it was like yeah too late for that :')} 

 _{I made it to those two big doors to the right only becos I wanted to get out of his sight and just hide somewhere until he left}

_{he was standing infront of the elevators on the other side}

_{so I thought he must've been going out and would leave soon}

_{erm and :')}

_{I was in that really big hallway. and ofc I'm the best at doing dumb *** so I was like might aswell :D/sar}

_{I just looked behind me.} 

_{and like do I needa say it :')} 

_{also I'm yapping. :D I should stop yapping. :D}

_{he just followed me. then into that little room. and he kept that same staring blank scary *face* on. so I may have slightly pushed him and ran back :'D}

_{pitch black.}

_{my- ..not dad.. dang it how do you say dad but you don’t like thinking of them as your- I’m making this complicated :')}

mm so my "dad"s on a call w one of his girlfriends.

_{notice the "one of" :>} 

_{one of many :')}

_{I hate him so much.}

_{*** I hate it I hate everything}

_{when I think I "hate" someone I like to think my- other side of my mind hates them- not me.} 

_{I don’t hate anyone.}