October Curse = A Person

Author: Meow

They placed cameras inside of my door handles. I first noticed inside of my bathroom door. Fucking creeps. But no? Trust me, they aren’t stalking me to be creeps. I don’t know their real reason. Sadism, maybe? They know I’m smart enough to catch on. I even took a photo of the people gang stalking me a few days ago and I’ve been hearing a LOT more noises inside my home lately. Well. Hahahahaha. I fucking hate all of you and everything. Just kidding. All part of perspective, HAHAAHAHAHAHA? So no, I love everything! I love it! I love ittt!!! Even when things temp you to depression. I just take- oh sh sh. I just do nothing quite frankly. Miss when I felt manic though. I can sometimes go from extremely depressed to extremely ecstatic. Ofc, I mentioned this a few weeks ago, but I’m pretty sure they stalk me more when I talk about them. So lemme talk about this cool thing. A few years ago…I was kinda insane. Like…even more insane than I was at 13. I’ve been wary to talk about this because there’s SO much that happened during that years. Well, basically, it first started with me being bored. Yes, BORED. Well, not entirely. I’d just broken up with that Christian person. Anyways… I had a decent job and all, but something in my mood SNAPPED. Like, I was ‘normal-ish’ to suddenly ecstatic, thinking I can survive everything and anything. I did things without thinking. For example, this is really embarrassing, but one time I took a random ass pill and yehhh… somehow survived. Somehow. I also kind of ‘ran away’ in a way. I’d get on random trains without telling anyone and I’d just explore places and I didn’t really need sleep. I also met someone during this time but turned out they were umm… a bit evil, y’know. Or just cringe. No, they were a bad person. And cringe. Pick one pls. Anyways. Yeah. So I’d also go to random clubs and I would laugh SO FUCKING MUCH. Everything was funny to me, I honestly couldn’t stop laughing. This went on for maybe 6 months. I almost died a few times. But I had so MUCH FUCKING FUN. I even tried Benadryl at a party once, if I remember correctly. Then, one day. My mood SNAPS INSTANTLY. And when I say instantly, I mean it. It genuinely creeps me out thinking about it. It was actually within a second. From happy to suddenly full on severely depressed. Like BORDERLINE SUICIDAL EVEN. I myself was confused by the sudden switch. Nothing had happened to make me switch like that. But the SADNESS WAS SO FUCKING OVERWHELIMG. Thankfully this sadness only lasted for 2 weeks and I kinda just rotted in hotel beds instead of partying like before, crying over…nothin. I think the watchers started around that time. Anyways about the October curse I mentioned. It’s happening. It’s fucking happening. You know what. Ughhhhh. Also, update on my film making, I got an expensive SONY camera and have let my friends deal with some of the production part whilst I’m dealing with the plot and yeh. Well. I’m still meeting up with said person in October. I’m excited. I did ghost them last time…em… but it was THEIR FAULT. Anyways. I was talking to some…people…and they made a song about: “I fuck fat bitches cause they yell at me for being too nice and then they say they want me back so they don’t get upset when I’m mad and then I get upset when they don’t like it because they can’t see it because they want me and I just want them back so they can’t get upset because they can’t be mean and then I just want you back to your own feelings because you know I love them back so much I love them so I just don’t wanna talk about them and you don’t even have any to do anymore so you don’t know how much you have left and you just want me and you know that you know that you have no idea how to do that”. Eh…your thoughts…Messiah says it’s gay af… Well… I feel myself coming back into that ‘ecstatic’ feeling!! PROBABLY CAUSE OF OCTOBER LMAO. I will get high and try en listen to my playlist. Not right now though cause I’m still stuck in my norm pussy mode. I need that mood switch so I can have the balls to get Hugh and THEN LISTEN TO MY BEAUTIFUL SONGS AND PLAYLIST I TURJ TO ASK THE QUESTION YOUR LIPS WERE SOFT LIKE WINTER IN YOUR PASSION I WAS LOST… I can’t ever listen to Mac Demarco or any music from the Doors Roblox game because it reminds me of two people…HhdhfhshizndidjsifnfjIDJDJDIDIXJDJNFJFIDJDJFJFJdont wanna talk about them. Also I’ve been gooning everyday and it’s improve my mood A LOT LIKE WHAT??? By the way during my ecstatic mood I don’t really get that hornee. Anyways… I think the house is changing or maybe I’m changing and the house is just… noticing it?? idk. Yesterday I opened the kitchen cupboard and there was another cupboard behind it. Like literally the exact same cupboard but behind the cupboard… I opened it and there was the same cereal, same stupid mug, same plates, but everything was backwards?? Like the words on the cereal box were backwards and I could see myself in the little reflection on the spoon but I WASNT standing there??? I closed it obviously cause what the fuck else am I meant to do… then I opened it again and everything was normal. So probably nothing. Probably. Also I keep finding notes around my house and they’re all written in my handwriting which is… GREAT… love that for me. They say things like “STOP LOOKING” and “YOU ALREADY KNOW” and one literally just said “WHY ARE YOU STILL HERE” which is honestly kinda dramatic. I asked Messiah if he was messing with me and he said no but then he went weirdly quiet and asked if I’d found the one under my bed yet… I hadn’t told him there was one under my bed. So naturally I looked and there WAS one. It said “DON’T TELL MESSIAH.” So obviously I told him. Then he started laughing and said “you always do that” WHICH IS NOT SOMETHING A NORMAL PERSON SAYS????? Anyway whatever… October is coming and I can feel it again. Everything gets louder around October. Pipes, footsteps, the walls making those little clicking noises… sometimes I swear I can hear people whispering through the sockets but when I put my ear near them they stop. Once I heard my own voice say my name from inside the wall. I said “what” and it said “wrong answer” … like excuse me?????? I unplugged the lamp and it stayed on for like three seconds before going dark. I think the electricity is mad at me. Also my clocks keep stopping at 3:17. Every single one. My phone, microwave, computer, even the little clock in the car which DOESNT EVEN HAVE A BATTERY ANYMORE. I threw that one away and the next morning it was back on my desk showing 3:17. I’m not scared btw. I’m just… aware. There’s a difference. Yesterday I found a photo of myself asleep on my pillow but I live alone and I don’t remember anyone taking it. The weird thing is I’m wearing a shirt I haven’t bought yet. I checked my wardrobe and there it was. Brand new. Still had the tag on it. I put it in the bin and then immediately regretted it because what if that’s exactly what they wanted me to do??? I took it back out. Obviously. Not because I’m scared. Because I’m SMART. There is a difference. Also the hallway has gotten longer. I swear it has. I walked from my bedroom to the kitchen and it took me like five minutes but normally it’s literally ten seconds?? halfway through I passed a door I’ve never seen before and there was a little sign on it saying “ME.” I didn’t open it because… no. I have boundaries. Then I heard laughing from inside and it sounded like me but older. Like MUCH older. Then it said “you’re late” and I said “for what” and it said “October” AGAIN. Why does everything keep saying October????? I hate this month. Actually I love October. Actually I fucking hate October. Actually… I don’t think October is a month anymore. I think it’s a person. I think it’s been watching me for years and I think I finally noticed it. Hahahahahahahaha. This sounds insane when I read it back but honestly that’s the funniest part because if ..I’m insane then who keeps moving the furniture while I’m asleep??? Who keeps putting my shoes in the freezer??? Who wrote my name on the ceiling??? I DIDNT. I don’t even know how you’d get up there. There’s no ladder!.. There’s no paint. There’s no reason for it. And today I woke up and every single mirror in the house was covered with a blanket except mine. My mirror wasn’t covered. It had a message written on it in red lipstick saying “DON’T LET HER IN.” HER WHO?????? I don’t even know a HER. Well… maybe I …do. There’s..someone I keep seeing on the train. Same coat every time. Same face. Except sometimes she has my face. Which is probably just coincidence because trains are weird and people look similar and brains are stupid little pattern machines… BUT yesterday she sat opposite me and said “you’re not supposed to remember this part” and then got off at a station that doesn’t exist. I checked the train map. No station. I checked online. Nothing……UMM…I asked the conductor and he looked at me like I’d just asked him where the moon goes during the day. Then he said “you missed it last time too.” LAST TIME????? I have never been on that train before. I think. Maybe. I honestly can’t remember anymore. Anyway I’m going to bed now. If I wake up and it’s October 31st then I’m just gonna accept it because honestly I’m tired of fighting with the calendar… and if there’s someone reading this later… hi. Please don’t open the bathroom door. Especially if you hear me asking you to. It isn’t me. I think. Probably. Unless it is me. In which case… hi me. Sorry about all this… HAHAHAHAHAHA what the fuck is happening. Wait oh my gosh. I fucking cracked it. OCTOBER IS A PERSON. October is ther person who hired people to watch me. Holy shit. I CRACKED THE CODE!!! October is a person. I know it is. I KNOW IT IS. I used to think October was just a month because obviously that is what they teach you in school, January February March blah blah blah, but nobody ever explains WHO October actually is… and I think I’ve met him. Yes him. October is a man. Very tall, very thin, horrible posture, so I unfortunately can’t goon to him (RIP) Yesterday there was a little box outside my door. No label. Inside was a dead leaf, a train ticket, and a photograph of me standing next to him. I have never taken that photograph. I’m not even wearing clothes I own. He has his hand on my shoulder and I’m smiling like I KNOW HIM. On the back it says “SEE YOU SOON :)” which is fucking disgusting. Why did he put a smiley face. Evil people should not use smiley faces. It makes it worse. Anyway I threw the photo away and this morning it was under my pillow. Then I burned it and the ashes spelled OCTOBER on my floor.