This all happened seven years ago on March 13th, 2016.  I'm 23 and I live with my husband and have four beautiful children. My mom abandoned me when I was 16 because she didn't want me anymore. I guess I was a burden she carried around, I really don't know. My dad died when I was around four due to suicide. That's just my background now this is how this all started. I was around 17 when I started getting letters. They were pictures of me just doing normal things. Eating, walking around, and sleeping. All of them were from outside except the pictures of me sleeping, they were from inside my room. I called the police and told them everything about the pictures. I knew there wasn't much they could do, there was no evidence of a break in or anything. When I got back home I heard a loud thud that came from my room. I wish I didn't go up there this is how white people die in movies, but I wanted to be that white bitch that's stupid. I hesitated and walked up the steps and slowly crept to my room. What I saw next still gives me nightmares to this day. There was four random people in my room. two of those people were gutted and there throats were slit to the point there heads were hanging on by a thread. The other two... the other two were hanging from the ceiling upside down. There feet were nailed to the ceiling. There arms were so gagged and twisted, human arms should never look like that. The worst part was, they were still alive. I fell on my knees and dialed 911 and tried to explain to the  operator everything I saw. The two people that were hanging from the ceiling died before they got to the hospital. I guess that's blood on my hands. 

 After that day the weeks came by slow. I couldn't get those people out of my mind, there limp bodies lying there lifeless. I couldn't imagine what they went through. Four letters came in the mail, two hours later the first letter was labeled misery and the other ones had nothing on them. When I opened them there were CD's, I hesitated on watching them, but I knew I had to there was something telling me to. I put the first one in the DVR and what I saw and heard next was unexplainable. There was a black screen, then a man walked up with a mask on. He pulled up a chair and just stared at me. It felt like he was actually looking at me, through me, knowing everything I was thinking. Then he started talking. His voice was low and scratchy and he had a tattoo on his lip that said "blood lust." I should've taken a picture of him but I didn't. He said "hello baby girl! Did you get my surprise in your room. Yes ik the sight was beautiful wasn't it? Well baby girl your gonna get more of those but this time don't call the police. They will be dead before you could even get your phone out of your pocket." The CD slowly slid out of the DVR, I tried holding myself back from putting the other CD in, but I did. I had to get to the bottom of this. The video was the same in the beginning as last time, but instead of the sick fuck staring at me there was a little girl. She was all in pink and had a baby doll in her hands. She was acting like the doll was her baby. giving it a bottle of fake milk, brushing its hair changing it, stuff moms would do. then the man walked out took the baby doll and threw it. The little girl look at the man with a terrified expression on her face. He look her from her hair and starting screaming "say it!" She started to cry and said "daddy I'm ready." He threw her on the ground and unbuckle his belt. He started to pull down his pants when I panicked and took the CD out and start to cry on the ground. I couldn't watch anymore I couldn't do anything except cry.

 I turned the tapes into the police to see if they could do anything. I was questioned for hours, they asked if I had anything to do with the murders of those four people. I was also questioned about the tapes. I kept telling them I didn't know balling at this point. They didn't understand what I went through. All the ptsd the nightmares my mind wasn't far from considering suicide. Until a man came into the room and told the guy that was questioning me "that's enough". He took me into another room and told me my mom was murderd. I honestly didn't care, that bitch abandoned me on the streets. But I cried anyways I sobbed and hugged the guy that told me. I asked him if he could send police officers to my house. He smiled and said " I was gonna look after you, hi I'm Jacob. Nice to meet you." I shook his hand and I drove home. At about 9:00 Jacob knocked on my door, I smiled and told him to come in. He smiled and walked in telling me it's nice to see me again. We told each other story's and how he became a cop. At 11:00 we started to watch movies, when I got tired and told him I think I should head up to bed. He walked me up to my room and he looked at me for a little bit then said "you are beautiful I just wanted you to know that." Jacob started to walk out of the door when I stopped him. I asked him if he would stay with me. He smiled and walked in my room and shut the door behind him. I got into my pajamas and climbed into my bed. Jacob turned the lights off and climbed in next to me. Around 3:30 I had a horrible nightmare. I was sleeping and the bodies started to climb on the bed. I trying to run but I couldn't move.They kept saying our deaths are your fault. There faces were twisted and damaged. There eyes were full of hatred and pain. They took a knife and slammed in into my chest. I woke up screaming, I didn't know where I was and when I say Jacob sit up I thought it was a body. I started to scream even louder and fell off the bed. Jacob turned on the light and sprinted over to me. I was so scared and started screaming "no! no! Im sorry!" Jacob took me in his arms and told me everything is ok. I calmed down and just cried in his arms. I told him I was so sorry. He shushed me and hugged me tighter. Jacob picked me up and put me into my bed. He ran downstairs and gave me a glass of water. I thanked him and he kissed me on my forehead. I told him he was my light in the darkness.