Are You Really Alone?

Have you ever felt like someone was watching you? You could be alone in your room, and you feel like somebody is looking at you, but when you turn around, there is nobody there - you are so wrong. What you are about to read is from my brother's diary a few days before he... disappeared.
I don't know if I'll be able to write everything. After I was done reading the diary, I saw a shadow pass behind me. When I turned around, there was no one. If you think this is all fake, feel free to read on. If you think that this real, turn back now! I will be lucky if I myself survives what is happening.
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==September 1, 2012==
Dear Diary, Do you ever think you are always being watched by someone - or something? I do, all the time. It started out as a little - I'd guess you'd say - irrational fear, but it has become more and more frequent. Yesterday, I was playing on the Xbox 360, and I thought I saw a faint reflection in the T.V.
I turned, there was nobody there. Just today, I thought I heard someone breathing behind me while i was in my closet finding something to wear. Again, no one. What do you think it is? Ugh...I'm asking my diary for an opinion on something. I'll talk to you later.?
==September 2, 2012==
OMG! OMG! OMG !I think I heard somebody talking!? OK, I was just sitting in my bedroom, searching the web to see if anyone else has/is having the same problem as I am. Just as I entered the text in the Google search box, I heard someone whispering outside my door - and I was home alone!!!I think the voice was saying,"...to me, young boy. To a world of nothing but joy.
Come to me, young lad. Nothing about it is bad..."I grabbed my blanket and wrapped myself up in it, listening to the poem. It finally stopped when i heard the front door open and my parents saying, "We're home!" I crept towards the door, and swung it open. There was nobody there. All that there was, was a note. It had three words on it: Come to me.?
==September 5, 2012==
I'm going to kill myself. He just won't leave me alone. At night he is outside my door, saying his morbid poem. I call for my parents, who are right across the hall, but they say that they don't hear anyone. He stalks me during the day.
At school, a shadow fell on my textbook, but there was not one person standing up in class. My parents have already taken me to see a therapist, but I again saw another shadow that belonged to no one.
I'm going insane. Nobody will believe me. My friends make fun of me by pretending to have seen the creepy man. I tried to sleep in my parents' room, but they said that I'm too old to be needing to sleep in their room. Help me.?
==September 8, 2012==
Dear Diary,I just came to say goodbye. I finally understand the man's poem: he wants me to come with him to his,"...world of nothing but joy." If I don't... he'll hurt my family. I have to go with him. Though this is not my fault, I have to take responsibility. I will leave this diary on my older brother's bed. Tonight, I will go with the man. I just hope that.. he leaves my family alone. ? Goodbye, Diary
The full poem is:
Come to me young boy.
To a world of nothing but joy.
Come to me young lad.
Nothing about it is bad.
If you refuse,
That will be sad.
You'd better consider your dear ol' dad.
Or maybe I'll drop a little bomb.
Upon the workplace of your mom.
If this doesn't persuade you,
I'll choose another.
Maybe I'll take your older brother.
You will, in time.
Make up your mind.
And everything will be better.
Category:Deletion Log Refugees
Category:Bad Creepypasta
Category:Morons Attempting Poetry
Category:Jornel
Category:English Class Failure
Category:Old Shit