Hello everyone, I want to share with you all a terrible event that happened during my quarantine and it continues to happen to me, I hope you can help me or understand me with this very serious event.
it all started on March 15 the whole world was already afraid of what could happen with the corona virus, I had a lousy partner with whom I lived in an apartment, I had to endure it to be able to pay the rent on time every month, I I was coming months prior to a stomach disease that left me weighing 51 kilos and being afraid 1.82, so it is very little weight, I am almost literally in my bones, but well, that mishap had passed and I was preparing to earn extra money in my work to recover 100% but the quarantine began in Venezuela, a country that already has problems totally apart from what is happening internationally, I lost my job, my roommate started hoarding things with food, he started hoarding the space in the fridge, I almost had no space to put food and the reality is that I did not have to buy food, a friend who is in Italy was about to send me extra money and my roommate He went to his parents' house permanently since he was fired, and the apartment rent was suspended until December, everything seemed to be better, but my friend from Italy died of the corona virus, he had asthma previously and That is why he could not bear the disease, so I do not have another past days to survive on the last salary they had given me, I even registered on the home page of the Venezuelan government to receive some extra money, when I was the April 11 I started to go crazy, I did not have the Internet, I did not have a line, I began to speak to myself, without realizing it I was losing my sanity, right now I managed to see an air of hope because the Internet returned and I am ready to write and tell my story, I know that all of you must be living your own in the same way, and recently I am learning that my neighbor is a thief and is arming, every night you hear screams, loud music and no Last week, shots were heard in the air, all the neighbors are afraid of it, on April 18 I could see how he threw a bag of drugs at people who came to buy from the street, it looked like something out of a movie, on April 21, I saw some homeless people throwing in the street, just after seeing eaten from the garbage, on April 25 I passed out from lack of food, and that same night a neighbor who lives on the first floor brought me some arepas, and today April 28, the neighbor thief is angry at me because last night it was heard as he was hitting his dog and from the window yell at him, leave him ill-bred, and he came to the door of my apartment armed, this situation is very crazy, a few days ago I even swear I saw black shadows of people, I don't know if it's a bad spirit or it is being alone that has you so crazy, I will keep you informed.
It was April 9, an old friend called me, I was more than two years old without talking to him, and suddenly he called me, he asked me how I am in this quarantine and I told him what I was going through, he was surprised, and tell me you had something to tell me, did I tell you what happened? He mentions that he was about to marry Carmen, I was surprised that Carmen was my ex-girlfriend with whom I broke up a year ago, and I told him for how long you have known her, for two years, and I had lasted with her 4 years, then I quickly realized that she had cheated on me with a friend of mine, but at least my friend had the balls to tell me, without fear, I felt strange, but I can only say that I congratulated him, and he hoped it would be the best for him, but there is no end to it, the thing got weirder, when he told me that on the wedding night she wanted us to have a threesome with me, for a moment I thought about saying yes, after Everything Carmen was very beautiful, but I told her you are not crazy, I do something like that and I can never see you the same, and after that we said goodbye.
April 29 at night I wake up at 10:30 at night my neighbor starts screaming, opens the door or I shoot you a single shot, I approach the door with some fear and tell him what's wrong? Nothing, I haven't been angry for a while, and I'm going to fuck you, he sounded drugged, and from the door he smelled of pure alcohol, I decided not to pay attention to him, then I wanted to go back to sleep, but then I started to see strange shadows for everyone sides, I thought I was crazy or it could be the lack of food I thought in my head, but it was not really strange shadows not names of people, I thought it was because of my neighbor downstairs he is santero, a few nights ago drums were heard from inside and somewhat strange songs, for a moment I thought about going out the door but I remembered that there was my neighbor thief arming with his gun, the night was still happening I was more nervous, I wanted to sleep but I could not, take a glass of water, and I wet my face, the shadows were still all over my room, I really don't know if they are real or if I went crazy, I have been alone for a long time, and between one thing and the other I passed out, the April 30 in the morning m And happy, an older neighbor we call her grandmother, brought me some arepas, I felt really happy, but I still think that they were those shadows and what happened to my neighbor thief.
It was April 22 at 4 in the afternoon, everything was silent, the light was gone, there was no water, and I saw in my window how two children who would not be more than 8 years old were eating from the garbage, I felt bad for them and I felt bad for me, since I myself was on the verge of falling into that situation, I did not know how to help them when I felt help myself, and that gave me a lot of courage, the children see me through the window and say sir give me some food, and with all my heart I tell you I only have water to drink, I really have nothing left, and I swear it was not a lie I had literally nothing, so the children insulted me and left, I took it normal those Children must feel so much anger and sadness that it is normal for them to react as if everyone was their enemy, and so I thought about my life before quarantine, it hardly came out since I had no money, my salary is not more than 10 dollars per month, Venezuela is immersed in an economic, social and political crisis, people m I starved, he died because they were shot, and for a long time I myself have not found a way to give north to my life, and it was there when I realized, my life is bad with or without quarantine, I really will not do anything relevant, and this dictatorship has taken away all my years of youth, I had no sense at all, for a little while I thought about committing suicide, but I do not want to go to hell my family raised me being very Catholic, and well from that day I find myself very depressed, because even if this endemic ends, Venezuela and I will continue to suffer without being able to do anything to change it.
First of all it was Monday, May 4, I ran out of food, and towards a quite strong heat the fan had damaged me, I had neither the internet nor cable, I live completely alone, and I was talking to myself, without realizing it I was turning crazy, I heard noises around the apartment but I was alone which was very strange, I was hungry but it was already 4 in the afternoon and I had no food, upstairs there is an old lady who lives alone, who always flirts with me and help me you should from time to time, I thought I have no other choice, I'm going to have to go see her, and I went, knocked on the door, the lady was even happy, I could only notice that she had no bra and had super skin wrinkled, I asked her if she had food, she said yes, but before I had to do her a little favor, without realizing it I had to have relations with her as long as she gave me food, and to my surprise, the lady was ugly, wrinkled but as it moved, up to a point I can say that I liked it, Something quite strange I thought at the time, when it was all over, I was strangely happy, disgusted but at least I already had food.
The second event that happened to me was on May 13, I already had food thanks to my older neighbor, but I was still alone, the Internet returned and such was my boredom that on Instagram they passed me as doing a ritual to invoke a spirit, this consisted of grab a stuffed animal put it on your bed, close the door to your room and knock on the door to the room three times saying I can go in, I can go in, I can go in, as you knock on the door, when you hear three knocks back it's that the spirit is inside stuffed animal, I tried to do the whole ritual but I never heard the three taps, it was getting late, so I went to sleep, but when it was one in the morning I could hear the tapping, I heard screams and wails, the teddy I had In my bed, I was in front of my television, I was about to grab it, but the television turned on by itself making a strange noise, I went to sleep in the bathroom in fright, the next day I grabbed the stuffed animal and burned it with so much fear that t enia.
