Am I crazy?
Slowly, I walked, feeling the eyes that didn't exist on his face watching me. Watching my every movement. His proxy failed to get me, I wondered why he didn't just come and get me now. Just get it over with. I guess he fed on the fact that he was driving me crazy. My eyes were so tired, but they were stuck open. I wondered what time it was. I wondered who that girl, Cassie, exactly was. When did she get taken? It hardly mattered anymore. She was dead, set free from the suffering. I didn't know if it was a good idea to kill her. She could've helped me.
It doesn't matter. I told myself. I couldn't change what I did. She was dead. I killed someone.
I killed someone ...
I didn't want to go home. I didn't want to be alone, sleeping alone. I needed to be with someone I trusted, a sleep over. I had no blood on me other than the bottom of my shoes, but it wasn't noticeable. I walked for what seemed like an eternity, trying my best not to just pull my hair out.
Watching me. Without eyes.
WaTcHiNg ME..wiThOuT eYeS.
Stop it! I yelled at myself. I gained myself back after I realised I was making myself worse. I walked up to Kristy's house. I knocked on her door 3 times, and her mom answered the door.
"Hey Alice." She said, looking back and shouting Kristy's name. Kristy ran to the door, smiling at me.
"Hey Alice!" She said, letting me in by grabbing my hand. "How're you?" She asked.
I felt better with her. I didn't feel watched anymore.
Horrible. I thought.
"I'm great!" I lied, smiling. If there was one thing this whole ordeal was helping me with, was lying. I used to be a horrible liar. Now I had no choice but to lie. I had to be good at it. Lives were at stake if I didn't tell the lies.
"That's good." She said. "Why are you here?" She asked.
"Kristy, is it okay if I spend the night? My..brother went missing and I just need a friend." I said, not giving detail. Just saying he went missing.
Kristy's hands went up to her mouth and she mumbled 'oh my god, I'm so sorry', or something like that. She pulled me into a hug. After the hug, she went to her mom, explaining that Bryan went missing, and that I needed a friend. Her mom gave me her sorry's and told me yes that I could spend the night.
"You're probably not going to be at school tomorrow, huh?" Kristy asked me as she pulled me to sit down on the couch with her.
I sat down and nodded. I wasn't going to school.
"Mhm..too much family trouble for me to even think about school. I'm sick, too." I told her.
"Yeah I heard from Ms. Rose that you ran to the bathroom, and threw up." She said.
I nodded slowly. Ms. Rose didn't tell her the part about me yelling. That was good. As long as they didn't know who I was yelling at or..what I was yelling at, everything was fine.
I looked out the window from the corner of my eye, across from the couch, and saw him. His figure in the distance. I looked away instantly. I was with Kristy now. She didn't believe. I was with someone who didn't know about the Tall Man. I was fine with her. I could sleep. I smiled at Kristy.
"I'm really tired." I said, looking at the clock on the wall. 9:45 PM.
Kristy nodded and said, "Me too. Let's go to bed, huh?" She said with a smile.
Her house was a small cozy house a little bit down the street from mine. I heard Kristy's mom on the phone, saying 'Alice is spending the night here. I'm sorry about Bryan.'. No doubt she was telling my mom that I was staying over for the night.
I walked into Kristy's bed room. She had a big enough bed for the two of us to fit into. She took off her pants, just leaving her shirt on. I didn't do the same, only took off my shoes. I didn't mind sleeping with my pants on. She climbed into bed on one side, I climbed into bed on the other. Kristy sighed.
"Are you okay, Alice? I know losing a loved one is hard. I lost my Grandma about a month ago."
I nodded. I remembered her telling me when she lost her Grandma, it was horrible. A hit and run accident.
"I'm okay. I promise." I said. Lying.
Kristy nodded and closed her eyes. I felt safe, but was I safe enough to sleep?
There was only one way to find out. I closed my eyes.
Sleep at last.
I heard an alarm clock going off, 7:00 AM. Kristy had to go to school, I didn't. I woke up with her, though. I decided I should go home, anyways. I had enough sleep. I wanted to do more research, make a recording.
"Bye!" I said as I walked out.
I was alone now. I heard sirens in the distance, but I didn't think anything of it. Until I turned the corner down the street a ways.
Fire trucks. In front of my house. My eyes widened in shock, and I ran to my house. I ran into the front lawn, I was stopped by firemen. They didn't let me go any further.
"Is this your house?" One of them asked me. I didn't speak. I only stared.
It was on fire. My house. On fire. He set my house on fire because of the drawings. The evidence of his existence, my talk about him on the camera. Gone. All gone. My mom..oh god..
"MOM!" I screamed. I dropped to my knees. I started to cry. It was at least an hour that I was just sitting there. Crying. Waiting for my mom to come out, or to be carried out from there.
After the flames were out, I just stared at the ground, my eyes glazed over. I looked up to see a firefighter come out, shaking his head.
"There is evidence that there was someone in there when the fire began, but no body was recovered." He said, talking to a police man. "I couldn't pinpoint where the fire began, or what caused it." He said.
No body was recovered.
No body. Was. Recovered.