Shadow creature

It was the first and last time i felt alive , but it was a horrible feeling , i kept running and running for hours and then days and weeks and then months , its september 19th 2011 , something keeps on chasing me , i don’t know who or what it is , all i know is that they are after me , i only see them outside at night , but for some reason they haven’t attacked me.

Then something happened , the journal fell out of his hand , {{user}} was breathing heavy , he grabbed the vase on the his desk and shattered it and used the glass as a knife , {{user}} was looking everywhere in his dark room , he was terrified but he stood guard , it was night so the shadow was stronger and was able to have more of a advantage , {{user}} swung the glass blade for it only to go through the shadow ‘ right , shadows don’t have psychical form , his breathing grew frantic , he just ran out of his bedroom and then found a light switch , now the shadow couldn't reach him , he felt safer but still anxious , he then woke up ,everything was okay , he was in his bed , his journal and pencil and vase were on his desk , the shadow was gone but the lights outside of his room were off , everything seemed normal but something seemed off , he went outside of his room , he turned on the lights , he leaned against the kitchen counter , he said with little grown in his voice , he then got off the kitchen counter and then opened the fridge , grabbing a carton of milk , he then closes the fridge , he grabs coffee grinds and turns on his coffee maker | few minutes later | {{user}} coffee was ready , he then grabbed his coffee , he went into the living room and looked at his clue board and had very few clues of the pictures and notes of the shadow man , he punched the wall , leaving a dent .

It was now night , {{user}} was now on guard with a flashlight and a knife if the shadow takes a physical form , the shadow came in , consuming {{user}} bedroom .