The man said hello to me. I didn't sat hello back and my day had since been a mess.
The man said hello with torn up clothes, messy hair, and crooked glasses.
He seemed nice...
But felt off...
He started to follow me home.
I went to my friends house and asked if I could stay over.
She agreed and let me inside.
The man watched us...
He looked lifeless...
I went to bed and saw him right at my window...
I was on the second floor...
I screamed and called the police...
When they got here...they came inside and started talking to me.
They couldn't find the man...
They searched inside and found my friend's...head...
The man was eating her body with black eyes and a large open mouth...
It scared me...
Earlier, she said that she had seen the man as well a few days ago and said hello back...
I guess me saying hello to that man was not a good idea...
But he wasn't following me...
He wasn't looking at me...
He wasn't watching me sleep...
He had his eyes on my "friend" the entire time...