I was so close.

I woke up today to a strange sound.

It was like really heavy breathing but not.

I waited terrified until my eyes adjusted to the darkness and then I noticed that there was a greater darkness in the corner my eyes couldn't penetrate.

It was in the shape of a man.

A very tall man.

I stopped breathing.

Not voluntarily it was just an instinctive reaction to the sight of him.

He was just standing there in the corner of my room watching me.

At least I assume so.

I could barely make him out.

So, I can't for sure say whether he was even facing me.

I sat there in silence for something like an hour. He didn't move or do anything to acknowledge that I was awake now.

The sound had stopped shortly after I had awoken.

He vanished and behind where he was I could just make out something scratched into the wall. I hurried over and saw this: December, 12, 2012 See you on the aged path.

That's when I heard footsteps outside my door and I hid in the closet with my knife.

I ended up falling asleep in the closet and I woke up still in the closet the door was open though when I woke up and the clothes I had in there was shredded.

Why am I still alive?

Also nothing in my room was harmed other than my clothes.

Why?