TW SUICIDE
this post will be all over the place but please bare with me
I moved into an apartment 7 months ago after living with my foster parents for 17 years. (For context it was 2 days before my graduation) (for more context: I’m still with CFS and I live in a supervised building for girls and I’m enrolled in a program to live on my own without staff and a roommate, but I still have supports like grocery money given to me and my rent is paid.)
some background: Rules of living with my parents
-not allowed to be on my phone unless I ask.
-not allowed to keep phone at night.
-internet goes off at 8 (expect on weekends where it would go off at 9).
-only certain days I am allowed to be on my phone and certain times. Example: Sunday’s, Monday’s and Wednesday’s are 6-7:30 PM.
Friday’s and Saturday’s are 6-8:30 PM (sometimes 9 if my dad was being nice)
-even if it was my phone that I bought with MY money, I’m still not allowed to keep it with me during the day and night, it goes in my parents room until it’s a day where I can be on it.
-not allowed to bring phone to school.
So, after I moved out i texted my boyfriend all the time to make up for the lost time.
One night a few days after my 18th birthday I was told I was getting a roommate, and I had already been living in the building without a roommate for a few weeks. The whole time I had the suite to myself I had an eerie feeling of being watched all the time.
(My-then-roommate went by they/them pronouns so I’ll be referring to them as that)
I was at my boyfriends house when I got the news, so i wasn’t there when they initially moved in. However they went to their grandmas house for evening and I was in my room sending my boyfriend audio messages on Snapchat. Me being me I was talking about weird shit lmao. He sent one back and he said “what the fuck was the noise at the beginning?”
He knows that I sometimes scare easily so I thought he was playing, but I played back the audio messages and at the beginning, a few seconds before I start talking you can hear a growl and then a deep sigh. Keep in mind I was talking as the sigh was happening and the growl kept going while I was talking.
I flipped out and ran out of my room. I got him to screen record the message and I have it saved still. I texted my roommate to the point where they actually responded really fast (they would either leave me on read or to eat just wouldn’t open it).
I told them what happened and sent them the recording.
When they got back I was given sage by another girl in the building and we smudged my room. After we smudged we were sitting in the living room and in my peripheral vision I could see a light flickering. I turned my head and my fucking lights in my room were flickering. I got my phone out and started recording. I was asking it to “please” stop. It kept going. As soon as I said “I said stop it” it stopped flickering.
Other shit would happen within the following months.
Weeks later we both challenged it and out of nowhere my roommate gets violently sick.
What we didn’t know what was going to happen later on that month was a staff member was going to commit suicide.
The girls who knew her were devastated, and there was a darkness throughout the whole building.
My auntie’s mom (adopted mom) came to the apartment and she smudged, and again the lights started flickering. She said that it was the spirits letting us know that this was going to happen. I honestly thought it was over. All the scary shit.
However, there was some thing that changed my roommate.
One night I was in my room watching tv before bed and all of a sudden they start screaming and pounding on my door. I opened the door and they looked absolutely terrified. I asked them what happened and they said that they saw someone in the bathroom and they thought it was me because it was the same height as me. But when they went back into their room, and then to go look into the bathroom again, it was gone. They said they heard creaking in the bathroom. After they saw that figure they knew it wasn’t me because they said “why the fuck would she hide in the bathroom? She wouldn’t fucking do that because she’s chickenshit.”
Just crazy shit like that happens.
submitted by /u/dontlookback_04
[link] [comments]TW SUICIDE this post will be all over the place but please bare with me I moved into an apartment 7 months ago after living with my foster parents for 17 years. (For context it was 2 days before my graduation) (for more context: I’m still with CFS and I live in a supervised building for girls and I’m enrolled in a program to live on my own without staff and a roommate, but I still have supports like grocery money given to me and my rent is paid.) some background: Rules of living with my parents -not allowed to be on my phone unless I ask. -not allowed to keep phone at night. -internet goes off at 8 (expect on weekends where it would go off at 9). -only certain days I am allowed to be on my phone and certain times. Example: Sunday’s, Monday’s and Wednesday’s are 6-7:30 PM. Friday’s and Saturday’s are 6-8:30 PM (sometimes 9 if my dad was being nice) -even if it was my phone that I bought with MY money, I’m still not allowed to keep it with me during the day and night, it goes in my parents room until it’s a day where I can be on it. -not allowed to bring phone to school. So, after I moved out i texted my boyfriend all the time to make up for the lost time. One night a few days after my 18th birthday I was told I was getting a roommate, and I had already been living in the building without a roommate for a few weeks. The whole time I had the suite to myself I had an eerie feeling of being watched all the time. (My-then-roommate went by they/them pronouns so I’ll be referring to them as that) I was at my boyfriends house when I got the news, so i wasn’t there when they initially moved in. However they went to their grandmas house for evening and I was in my room sending my boyfriend audio messages on Snapchat. Me being me I was talking about weird shit lmao. He sent one back and he said “what the fuck was the noise at the beginning?” He knows that I sometimes scare easily so I thought he was playing, but I played back the audio messages and at the beginning, a few seconds before I start talking you can hear a growl and then a deep sigh. Keep in mind I was talking as the sigh was happening and the growl kept going while I was talking. I flipped out and ran out of my room. I got him to screen record the message and I have it saved still. I texted my roommate to the point where they actually responded really fast (they would either leave me on read or to eat just wouldn’t open it). I told them what happened and sent them the recording. When they got back I was given sage by another girl in the building and we smudged my room. After we smudged we were sitting in the living room and in my peripheral vision I could see a light flickering. I turned my head and my fucking lights in my room were flickering. I got my phone out and started recording. I was asking it to “please” stop. It kept going. As soon as I said “I said stop it” it stopped flickering. Other shit would happen within the following months. Weeks later we both challenged it and out of nowhere my roommate gets violently sick. What we didn’t know what was going to happen later on that month was a staff member was going to commit suicide. The girls who knew her were devastated, and there was a darkness throughout the whole building. My auntie’s mom (adopted mom) came to the apartment and she smudged, and again the lights started flickering. She said that it was the spirits letting us know that this was going to happen. I honestly thought it was over. All the scary shit. However, there was some thing that changed my roommate. One night I was in my room watching tv before bed and all of a sudden they start screaming and pounding on my door. I opened the door and they looked absolutely terrified. I asked them what happened and they said that they saw someone in the bathroom and they thought it was me because it was the same height as me. But when they went back into their room, and then to go look into the bathroom again, it was gone. They said they heard creaking in the bathroom. After they saw that figure they knew it wasn’t me because they said “why the fuck would she hide in the bathroom? She wouldn’t fucking do that because she’s chickenshit.” Just crazy shit like that happens. submitted by /u/dontlookback_04 [link] [comments]
