Something was watching me, and I don't know if it's still watching.

Okay, this event still haunts me in the back of my mind. I usually forget, but suddenly this memory comes back...

I thought I wasn't going to write anything here lol

but the energy became dense, I felt chills, and this terror returned to my mind.

I swear that everything I say here is true, even though I don't know to what extent what I experienced is paranormal in this case, I know that for me it's still a mystery.

Well, during the time of the events, I was between eleven and twelve years old, and my ex-friend and I were involved in these events.

We were close at school because we were both victims of bullying, so we only had each other and a third friend who also suffered, but she's not involved in this case.

 Well, I know now that I grew up in chaotic environments and had a traumatic childhood, but think about it, with the innocence of an 11-year-old girl accustomed to that reality, I didn't feel any impact yet, and that's very important here.

One random day, after leaving school, I went to my paternal grandmother's house while my father was at work. I browsed the internet as usual and soon after went into a chat with my friend to talk about Minecraft and FNAF as we always did. Suddenly the conversation changed (I'm crying now) questions and more questions, serious ones, about whether I felt loved by my family, whether I was happy, whether I missed love, whether I wanted to die... I didn't understand anything. I don't remember the rest of the conversation in detail, but it lasted many minutes. It was a very dark, very intense conversation, but I didn't care. I didn't understand anything. I was a happy girl until then.

 The messages stopped being answered, so I went to watch videos on YouTube. After a few hours, I received a message from my friend asking me what those messages exchanged between "us" were. I was confused again. I said she had been talking to me a short time ago, and she said no, that she was alone at home and sleeping. Of course, I thought she was trolling me, but she got even angrier with me for it.

Even so, I didn't believe her. We didn't talk about it again because she always refused to. But after that year, I changed schools. That memory was stored far away in my mind, and I continued my life, which was slowly becoming depressive.

 After I turned fifteen, we started talking again on social media. I was on vacation with my family in a religious tourist town, and I took advantage of the boredom to remember what had happened. Now that we were older, I asked her again if it was a joke.

She got angry with me, said she didn't want to talk about it and that I should never ask about it again.

She wasn't trolling me, it wasn't a prank.

Today, at twenty-two, I still wonder, who spoke to me? What was their intention with my happiness or unhappiness? What did it look like? Was it human? Was it alive? Is it still watching me?

My life has declined, but I fight to be strong and find a calm and comfortable life. Did that thing want to prophesy anguish and pain for me?  There are so many questions that I'm afraid to know the answer to, but it haunts me... If you have any idea what happened 10 years ago, please help me reach a conclusion that isn't so frightening...