My name is Leonard Vale.
You already knew that, didn't you?
Don't pretend you didn't. You clicked on this story. You chose to open it. You're reading this.
So now we're connected.
I live in a small two-story house at the end of Maple Crescent. White walls. Brown roof. A swing in the backyard that creaks even when no one is on it.
I have a loving family.
At least… I think I do.
My mom makes cinnamon pancakes every Sunday. My dad kisses her forehead every morning before work. My little sister Ivy laughs at everything—even things that aren't funny.She is cute and kind
It's normal here.
Too normal
Hehehe... You know sometimes , it feels like I'm being watched... Nope I'm not talking about you... Yes you..
It started three nights ago.
I woke up at 3:17 AM.
I don't know why I remember the time so clearly.
Actually… I do... Hehehehe
Because the clock in my room was blinking crazy..
3:17
3:17
3:17
Like it was stuck.
Like time didn't want to move.
I heard something downstairs
Like -
Wet.
Slow.
Dragging
You want me to go check, don't you?
Of course you do.
That's why you're still reading