Video's that freeze and stop working. Static. Pictures won't scan. HE'S watching too.
I spoke, My mother, she listened. I had to go "visit" my aunt for two months.
I was hoping.... Maybe it would be a good thing. Maybe if I went far enough away he couldn't follow. The only time I felt safe was in the air. Too high up, nowhere for him to hide.
Fuck. I live in Washington, I traveled to fucking North Carolina and he was there that first night. The trees. A line of trees just outside the property line a full forest. I saw him there from my window every night. Sometimes he didn't even bother to stay in the trees.
What does he want? Why does he want me?
I can't help but feel like he want's me to do something. I just try to stay away I don't want to hear it. I don't want to see.
But he wouldn't let me burn them. He wants me to see them and him.
I want to bring the camera out. I want to get the proof. The real proof. Not the pictures and drawings and scribbles stashed away in my drawer.
But when I pick up the camera it doesn't feel right.