Ever heard of them?

Everything started three years ago,I lived-and still live-in a appartement in New Jersey,Belleville. This town is pretty fucked up to be honest,but I liked it that way.
I worked at a coffee,it wasn't so far from where I lived so i usually went walking. I went walking everywhere,at that time my car broke,it was already old,I was expecting it.
My free time was consisted of walking my dogs-Ella,a black pug and Cherry,a weird mixture between a rotdieler and a golden retriever,I found her in the streets-,vegetate on my sofa while seeing something on tv and playing something with my guitar.
I had a rather normal life;annoying as fuck neighbors,friends,dogs,food,a bed,a fanboulous longish hair my female coworkers envied,and you know,normal things.

But there was always something off,there is always something off when life seems to good.
And it was my appartament. I started to feel weird a month after moving in. I never knew how to describe the feeling with one specific word. I told myself that maybe it was just because it was a mess in here and responsibilities made me feel guilty about it,but no,it wasn't that. I told myself it was my neighbors next door who have sex at least four times a week and were loud as fuck,it wasn't that either. At that time i never knew that it was actually caused by the mess I had. But I would tell to much so let's talk about the first weird occurrences: what I thought was eyes exaustation and the clear start of something big.
Like every normal human being at some point of their life,we all see that weird thing pass really fast before our eyes. And it's was a really rare occurrence back in my parents home,but it became frequent,I would see that thing almost everyday. I just thought it was because of my brain,that it did that thing that we learned from school or from a documentary we put on just because you don't wanna feel alone and you end up watching out of boredom.

I saw that a lot,to the point I consulted a doctor to see if there was something wrong with my eyes,but of course,nothing.
I started to feel worried about it,it wasn't eyes,maybe I was starting to allucinate? I thought it be was because I felt lonely and tired,but nop. Of course no,i had really good friends,two lovely dogs,I went to parties and I have a whole lot more energy than a seven years old kid,even procrastinating.
But with the time,I grew used to it,they were normal a occurrence and I didn't payed them much attention anymore. They were like roomates in a certain way.
I just ignored that unnerving feeling of uneasiness,because it was more than just a fast shadowish things passing by my eyes in a quarter of seconds.
I felt constantly observed,I looked everywhere while doing things,I never felt alone -well,I was never alone,I had my dogs by my side most of the time I was at home-,it felt like someone was there,always following me. My things disappeared,my excuse then was "This place is messy as dicks,man" so I probably lost it between all my trash. At least they weren't that important,I could buy them again.
Sometimes the lights around my appartament would flick by themselves and I would thought I had to buy a new bulb,my video games would glitch for a half second. Even my iPod would do weird sounds sometimes.

But it was normal,I didn't care.

I then thought I was being paranoiac when the "never alone" feeling followed me everywhere. Of course it knew I was never alone,there's fucking people everywhere outside and at work,why wouldn't I feel like that? People looks everywhere,at their phone,at you,at that dog shit on the floor,at that bold fat guy walking. I knew that,it never stopped though.

But shit got serious when I started feeling it,literally. I woke up one day,and there was blood on the sheets of my bed,coming from my legs.
I had scratches,not dog-like scratches,nor cats. They were long,going from my ankles to my knees,some of them were deeper than other,being the one who bleed since whenever the fuck I got them in the middle of the night.
The weirdest thing about them was that they didn't hurt at all,I felt like nothing was there making me bleed,I could see them and feel them with my fingers,but they never hurted once.
I,of course,took care of them,I didn't want an infection,my health was already fucked up,why add more shit to it?
Some nights I could feel fingers touching me,like they were evaluating my flesh. I always thought I would woke up with marks of those things,but no,they appeared in the calmest nights.
I would woke up with scars all over my back,chest,arms and legs. I'd always walk all around the appartement to find what was causing it,but never found a thing.

And once I woke up with a bite. No wait,I'm not being clear,I didn't woke up in the morning and found a bite that was wide enough to have my entire shoulder to shoulder blades in it,no. I woke up because I felt it bite me,and fuck it hurted.
I woke up screaming,I could feel it,fangs breaking my skin and enter my flesh like it was nothing,I was bleeding like a big amount of blood, soaking my sheets and myself,I could hear Ella and Cherry bark at the other side of my room door alerted by my screams. But the worst part of it all wasn't the pain,the blood I was losing,my own screams or my dogs scratching and barking at my door.

The worst part was that there was nothing.

I couldn't see what was biting me,I could feel it breath,I could feel it fangs in my flesh,I could hear it groans but for my eyes,there was absolutely nothing.

I was agonizing,scared,crying in fear,pain and screaming for help,I thought no one was hearing me,the thing was starting to scratch my chest with what I felt were claws when something tore it apart,feeling the strange weight restraining me from moving go away. The claws and fangs got out of my body in a painfully rough way. I jumped away from my bed,putting my left hand over my shoulder in a poor attempt to stop the blood. I remember feeling dizzy because of the pain and couldn't see straight throught my tears. I was trying to walk away but the scratches I had in my feet-that before all this have never hurted- making it a real challenge,all my other scars were starting to burn,I was about to make it to the front when I almost collapsed in pain to the floor but I didn't stop,everything was burning and throbbing painfully,I could feel my blood dripping on the floor,i could see Cherry and Ella hiding in a corner and whining in fear, I could hear thing breaking and falling to the floor in my bedroom,I was sure I was about to die,I wanted to give up.

I was weakly trying to open the door,when I saw it. The shadow at the end of the hall,I could feel it looking at me,and I felt paralyzed. It started moving towards me,each of it step took less than a quarter of second,it was fast and I still couldn't move,I was urging it,I wanted to run away,escape from the thing who tried to fucking eat me.
But I couldn't,and I never knew if it was because of my weakness or my fear stopping me.
When it was really close,my only reflex was to put my arms around my head and wait for my death. How pathetic but what els could I do? I wouldn't even have time to escape and everything was blurry and spinning around me,I had lost so much blood that even if that thing didn't kill me,I would have died from blood loss.

But nothing happened,I only heard a loud groan coming from the hall and a loud tearing sound and then I felt a strong arm around me and a strange warmth. I mildly opened my eyes looking up,I could see the shadowish figure fade to smoke and a figure from a men appear. He was hugging me close to his chest with one arm and holding a lighting stick in the other hand.
I could see a blur of yellow at what could be his head and black for the rest of his body,the light stick glowed in a blue light.

The last thing I remember from that night was the feeling of the arm tightening around me,a big flash of blue light,a animal-like scream of agony and someone calling my name over and over again,and then wake up in my bed,with bandage all over my body.

That night was one of the worst nightmares I had ever lived. And that night was also the beginning of my life falling apart.

Notes

I told you I would update soon.~
I suck at writing gore and I'm still questioning myself about why am I writing this. I will never know,but it was fun tho.
I want to apologize about my poor English grammar,I'm trying my best with this,I hope It didn't make you cringe at it.

Well,tell me if you are liking it so far as much as I like writing it.

i think you guys may have an idea of who was that mysterious shadow~ but don't tell!

see ya
xoxox