Security Camera Footage

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I’ve decided to write to the internet because I am at a loss at what to do. I probably let things get out of hand by pushing this off and being in denial for far too long. I have the solid proof I need to realize that evil does exist. There are things you just can’t explain through any other outlet other than the fact that the paranormal are among us.

This whole thing started when my boyfriend and I moved into our apartment complex. At first, I noticed odd things that I could easily rationalize. You know how it is, you see something that has been misplaced and you chalk it up to forgetting that you did something. The occasional coffee mug gets left out when you could have sworn the kitchen was spotless a few hours ago. You wake up feeling exhausted when you know you got a full 8+ hours of sleep. You know, those type of things; nothing crazy.

I ignored all of this until our neighbors started to complain of odd noises in the middle of the night. Now, I didn’t think too much of it at the time. I thought we had a shitty neighbor who would be up late partying, then run down the halls. It would go back and forth all night; heavy thuds up and down the hallway (or, that’s at least what my neighbors tell me).

I have not heard a single thing throughout the night, so I cannot verify any of this, and my boyfriend can’t say he has heard anything either. He isn’t a reliable source though, he could sleep through a bulldozer.

We honestly ignored it since neither of us were being affected by it.

The weeks went on and different neighbors kept complaining of noises in the middle of the night. Each different neighbor would mention the noise, then be shocked when my boyfriend and I said we heard nothing. They were annoyed to say the least, and we were confused. Who was causing such a ruckus?

My boyfriend and I didn’t care too much because lets face it, our sleep wasn’t the one being compromised. Things started to take a turn for the weirder when our neighbor decided to investigate the noise.

Carl, an older man that lived three doors down said he had been waiting up by his peep hole to catch whoever it was. He spoke from a place of confusion. “You know, some of us have to get up early for work. I had just had enough. I was done with the bullshit, so I jumped out of bed when I heard the scuffling, but when I looked out the peep hole, I never saw anyone standing in the hallway. Whoever is doing this shit is going back inside their apartment right away. Seems like they’re doing it just to annoy us.”

I caught myself leaning on the edge of my seat as he told us his story. This wasn’t normal. I mean, who does that? We had all been good neighbors. There was no reason for anyone to be acting this way towards any of us.  An idea suddenly popped into my head, and I couldn’t wait till nightfall.

“I have a camera! How about I place it in the hall and then we can see what exactly…or who exactly is causing all the commotion?”

Everyone nodded in agreement, and it was settled. That night, I placed the camera in the corner of the hall to be sure that I had a full range capture. We were going to get these guys. Night fell, and our cozy apartment didn’t wake up to a single thing, as usual.

The next morning I woke up in a frenzy; the camera! I couldn’t wait to get my measly little hands on that thing to see if it had picked up anything. I sprang out of bed to grab the camera and review the footage. Without even putting on shoes, I ran down the hall, grasped the camera by the lens and ran back to my room while slamming the door shut behind me.

When I played back the footage, I definitely caught something on camera. I felt excitement for having caught this on video, but then the fear set in like a spike to my heart. No…there’s just no way this could be happening. How was this possible? My insides twisted in a tight knot as the hairs on the nape of my neck stood at attention. I couldn’t let anyone see this footage.

I wrapped the camera with a shirt, then tucked it between some underwear in my drawer and headed out for work.

Carl was standing at my door getting ready to knock just as I stepped outside. He must have heard me slam my door this morning.

“So, can’t wait to see what’s on that camera. I know you got them, I was woken up again last night.”

I shifted my weight as I teeter tottered with different ideas of what to say. I couldn’t tell Carl what I had seen on that camera. I couldn’t tell him where the commotion was coming from. I had to lie…at least until I could figure something out.

“Oh, you know what…my video camera ran out of footage last night after a few hours in. I’m sorry.”

“Damn. Well, lets get that charged. I’m ready to get these assholes.”

“Right. Me too…another night.”

I came home later that night and told my boyfriend that someone stole my camera. I couldn’t risk him trying to take a peek at the footage. I have had some time to think about it, and I have decided to post the footage on here. I need to know what is going on. I’m scared…and maybe someone on here will have answers.

So, here’s the truth about what I saw running around on camera on all fours like an animal…it was me.

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