˗ˏˋ ᴀᴅᴀᴍ ᴇʟʟɪs ˊˎ˗ tweeted @ 07 Aug 2017 - 15:40 UTC
I realize that I've asked a third question, which I'm not supposed to do. At that point, I wake up, absolutely terrified.
˗ˏˋ ᴀᴅᴀᴍ ᴇʟʟɪs ˊˎ˗ tweeted @ 07 Aug 2017 - 15:39 UTC
I say, "Dear David, what happened in the store?" He groans, "A shelf was pushed on my head."
˗ˏˋ ᴀᴅᴀᴍ ᴇʟʟɪs ˊˎ˗ tweeted @ 07 Aug 2017 - 15:41 UTC
Sort of randomly, the apartment above mine is vacated, and I have the opportunity to move into it. It's a larger apartment, so I'm thrilled.
˗ˏˋ ᴀᴅᴀᴍ ᴇʟʟɪs ˊˎ˗ tweeted @ 07 Aug 2017 - 15:41 UTC
But lately, something strange is happening.
˗ˏˋ ᴀᴅᴀᴍ ᴇʟʟɪs ˊˎ˗ tweeted @ 09 Aug 2017 - 04:09 UTC
Update: for the sixth night in a row, my cat has walked over to the door promptly at midnight and stared at it. https://t.co/97oSBLfOIw
˗ˏˋ ᴀᴅᴀᴍ ᴇʟʟɪs ˊˎ˗ tweeted @ 07 Aug 2017 - 15:39 UTC
I'm frozen with fear. I ask, "Who pushed the shelf?" David doesn't answer.
˗ˏˋ ᴀᴅᴀᴍ ᴇʟʟɪs ˊˎ˗ tweeted @ 07 Aug 2017 - 15:38 UTC
Then she added, "But never try to ask him a third question, or he'll kill you."
˗ˏˋ ᴀᴅᴀᴍ ᴇʟʟɪs ˊˎ˗ tweeted @ 07 Aug 2017 - 15:38 UTC
She continued, "He's dead. He only appears at midnight, and you can ask him two questions if you said 'Dear David' first."
˗ˏˋ ᴀᴅᴀᴍ ᴇʟʟɪs ˊˎ˗ tweeted @ 07 Aug 2017 - 15:36 UTC
He had a huge misshapen head that was dented on one side. I did my best to draw it: https://t.co/AJizlw7qXe
˗ˏˋ ᴀᴅᴀᴍ ᴇʟʟɪs ˊˎ˗ tweeted @ 09 Aug 2017 - 04:37 UTC
I deadbolted the lock and got in bed because I don't know what else to do. I can still hear my cat meowing at the door.
˗ˏˋ ᴀᴅᴀᴍ ᴇʟʟɪs ˊˎ˗ tweeted @ 09 Aug 2017 - 04:26 UTC
Is it just me or is is there something in the first photo, right where the bannister meets the shelves? Hiding on t… twitter.com/i/web/status/8…
˗ˏˋ ᴀᴅᴀᴍ ᴇʟʟɪs ˊˎ˗ tweeted @ 09 Aug 2017 - 04:29 UTC
I wasn't sure if it was a smudge or something so I took a second photo from inside. There was something out there. https://t.co/NnHepK90aC
˗ˏˋ ᴀᴅᴀᴍ ᴇʟʟɪs ˊˎ˗ tweeted @ 07 Aug 2017 - 15:43 UTC
When I opened the door and turned on the hall light, nothing was there, but my cats seemed unnerved. Bushy tails, etc.
˗ˏˋ ᴀᴅᴀᴍ ᴇʟʟɪs ˊˎ˗ tweeted @ 07 Aug 2017 - 15:36 UTC
The first time I saw him, I was experiencing sleep paralysis and saw a child sitting in the green rocking chair at the foot of my bed.
˗ˏˋ ᴀᴅᴀᴍ ᴇʟʟɪs ˊˎ˗ tweeted @ 07 Aug 2017 - 15:40 UTC
I even try different names—Daniel, Dylan, Devon. Nothing. A few weeks go by without incident.
˗ˏˋ ᴀᴅᴀᴍ ᴇʟʟɪs ˊˎ˗ tweeted @ 07 Aug 2017 - 15:37 UTC
I couldn't move because I was paralyzed. (I have sleep paralysis fairly often. It sucks.)
˗ˏˋ ᴀᴅᴀᴍ ᴇʟʟɪs ˊˎ˗ tweeted @ 07 Aug 2017 - 15:40 UTC
The next couple days I google deaths in the city, but can't find anything about a kid named David dying in a store.
˗ˏˋ ᴀᴅᴀᴍ ᴇʟʟɪs ˊˎ˗ tweeted @ 09 Aug 2017 - 04:11 UTC
What is going on? https://t.co/30mLSqYhXo
˗ˏˋ ᴀᴅᴀᴍ ᴇʟʟɪs ˊˎ˗ tweeted @ 07 Aug 2017 - 15:39 UTC
In the dream, I say, "Dear David, how did you die?" He mumbles, "An accident in a store."
˗ˏˋ ᴀᴅᴀᴍ ᴇʟʟɪs ˊˎ˗ tweeted @ 09 Aug 2017 - 04:38 UTC
I am pretty scared. https://t.co/Z6CZ8c20EA
˗ˏˋ ᴀᴅᴀᴍ ᴇʟʟɪs ˊˎ˗ tweeted @ 07 Aug 2017 - 15:42 UTC
Last night I got a weird feeling and looked out the peephole, and I'm dead certain I saw movement on the other side.
˗ˏˋ ᴀᴅᴀᴍ ᴇʟʟɪs ˊˎ˗ tweeted @ 07 Aug 2017 - 15:39 UTC
Then, David came back in another dream. Same situation—I was in bed, and he was sitting in the rocking chair near the window, staring at me.
˗ˏˋ ᴀᴅᴀᴍ ᴇʟʟɪs ˊˎ˗ tweeted @ 07 Aug 2017 - 15:37 UTC
I had another dream a few nights later, where I was in a library and a girl came up to me and said, "You've seen Dear David, haven't you?"
˗ˏˋ ᴀᴅᴀᴍ ᴇʟʟɪs ˊˎ˗ tweeted @ 07 Aug 2017 - 15:37 UTC
For a while he just stared at me, but then he got out of the chair and started shambling toward the bed.
˗ˏˋ ᴀᴅᴀᴍ ᴇʟʟɪs ˊˎ˗ tweeted @ 07 Aug 2017 - 15:37 UTC
Right before he reached my bed, I woke up screaming.
˗ˏˋ ᴀᴅᴀᴍ ᴇʟʟɪs ˊˎ˗ tweeted @ 09 Aug 2017 - 04:24 UTC
Ok, so I took a photo through the peephole cuz I'm too scared to open the door. I feel like I saw something.
˗ˏˋ ᴀᴅᴀᴍ ᴇʟʟɪs ˊˎ˗ tweeted @ 07 Aug 2017 - 15:44 UTC
And that's where I am right now. Dear David found me, I think. I don't know what to do. I'll keep you updated.
˗ˏˋ ᴀᴅᴀᴍ ᴇʟʟɪs ˊˎ˗ tweeted @ 07 Aug 2017 - 15:35 UTC
He started appearing in dreams, but I think he's crossed over into the real world now.
˗ˏˋ ᴀᴅᴀᴍ ᴇʟʟɪs ˊˎ˗ tweeted @ 07 Aug 2017 - 15:38 UTC
I was like, "Who?" And she said, "Dear David. You saw him."
˗ˏˋ ᴀᴅᴀᴍ ᴇʟʟɪs ˊˎ˗ tweeted @ 09 Aug 2017 - 04:25 UTC
I couldn't tell so I mustered the courage to open the door. Nothing was out there but I took another photo. Look at this:
˗ˏˋ ᴀᴅᴀᴍ ᴇʟʟɪs ˊˎ˗ tweeted @ 07 Aug 2017 - 15:42 UTC
For the past 4 nights, my cats gather at the front door at exactly midnight & just stare at it, almost like somethi… twitter.com/i/web/status/8…
˗ˏˋ ᴀᴅᴀᴍ ᴇʟʟɪs ˊˎ˗ tweeted @ 10 Aug 2017 - 04:23 UTC
I'm heading to bed, but the cats are back at the door. They *only* do this in the middle of the night. It's routine… twitter.com/i/web/status/8…
˗ˏˋ ᴀᴅᴀᴍ ᴇʟʟɪs ˊˎ˗ tweeted @ 07 Aug 2017 - 15:35 UTC
So, my apartment is currently being haunted by the ghost of a dead child and he's trying to kill me. (thread)
˗ˏˋ ᴀᴅᴀᴍ ᴇʟʟɪs ˊˎ˗ tweeted @ 07 Aug 2017 - 15:41 UTC
Another month or two goes by, and I sort of forget about Dear David. I think he lost track of me because I moved upstairs.