Things that shout your name in the night
Ok, weirdest night ever last night. I was just getting into bed when there was the most bizarre noise from the right window of my room. This window's broken so if the wind gets it it sometimes bangs open but there was no bang, it sounded like scrabbling or something. It was really weird. I thought someone was trying to get into it so I was just shaking in fear in my bed.
Maddie texts me saying what the hell was that noise. And just as I get her text a male voice from the street started shouted my name over and over, whislting occasionally. It was actually terrifying. I went to call Mads and then realised I live above her for the love of God, so I ran downstairs to her room and go did you hear that? She of course did and said that as I was coming downstairs the shouting had stopped. Then she tried to calm me by saying that it could have been someone calling their dog Charlie. But it so wasnt. It was MY NAME. As you grow up you learn to distinguish between someone calling your name and something very similar. And whoever it was was standing on the spot rather than running after the potential dog. And it seemed very much like they'd raised their head to my bedroom but that could be me over-imagining things.
Does anyone have any idea who the fuck it was and why the fuck they did it and how the fuck they know where I live?? It wasn't really a voice I could pin-point and at the time I was too terrified to look out my window incase they saw me and tried to break in or anything.
Scary.
Maddie texts me saying what the hell was that noise. And just as I get her text a male voice from the street started shouted my name over and over, whislting occasionally. It was actually terrifying. I went to call Mads and then realised I live above her for the love of God, so I ran downstairs to her room and go did you hear that? She of course did and said that as I was coming downstairs the shouting had stopped. Then she tried to calm me by saying that it could have been someone calling their dog Charlie. But it so wasnt. It was MY NAME. As you grow up you learn to distinguish between someone calling your name and something very similar. And whoever it was was standing on the spot rather than running after the potential dog. And it seemed very much like they'd raised their head to my bedroom but that could be me over-imagining things.
Does anyone have any idea who the fuck it was and why the fuck they did it and how the fuck they know where I live?? It wasn't really a voice I could pin-point and at the time I was too terrified to look out my window incase they saw me and tried to break in or anything.
Scary.