It's now time for just the terror with Nick Guerra.

Old haircut. I have a sink slash mirror set up in my room across from my bed. It's odd but I never

paid much attention to it because the room is a converted attic. I occasionally get

creepy vibes but nothing more than what I imagine most people get in the dark.

Whenever I wake up in the middle of the night to make water,

I usually just do my business in the sink and rinse it,

being too lazy to go downstairs.

A couple of nights ago at 4 a.m. I got creeped out by my own silhouette in the mirror while peeing.

But stared at it anyway because that's how I deal with my fears.

I'm a pretty sound sleeper, went back to bed with no problem.

It was until the morning that I remember that I've had a buzz cut for a month now.

My silhouette had my old hair. Stretched.

When I was 15, I had to use the bathroom sometime after midnight.

My eyes hadn't really adjusted to the darkness yet, but I was able to walk through the living

room because there wasn't any furniture in the way.

After using the bathroom, I opened the door and turned off the light and stared into the living

room to let my eyes adjust the moonlight. In the center of the room there was a dark mass that I couldn't

make out. I looked at it for about five seconds and just thought it's my eyes adjusting still.

As I am approaching it, I'm looking at it.

When I walked past it, it grabs my waist and I freak out and jerk away and run into my room. My shirt was stretched from the pulling and I turn

on my light and look back into the living room and nothing is there. Don't know what it was.

I always think about it every now and then when I'm in the dark.

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