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Redditor Ashontez is creeping out the entire internet with an autobiographical story he recently posted on r/LetsNotMeet. Before you read this, be aware: you might not sleep so well for a few weeks. He begins:

So, I just got a new job back in October, working Tech Support on the graveyard shift. I work from 1am - 12pm Friday through Monday's. Needless to say, adjusting my sleep schedule has been quite the task, but I have managed. On the days that I don't work, I still follow my work schedule, waking up at midnight, and staying up until at least 2pm before falling asleep as to keep my sleep schedule in line with my work schedule. I bought blackout curtains to help with this, as trying to sleep with the sun shining is not easy for me, I usually require complete darkness.

I live alone, I started noticing weird things happening around my apartment when I would get home from work, or after waking up on my days off. Just little things at first, lights being on, that I swear I turned off, doors being left open or closed.

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The creepy, Shining-esque apartment building in question.
The creepy, Shining-esque apartment building in question.

Dizzy from his nocturnal schedule, Ashontez continued to dismiss the strange occurrences. (Maybe it was just a harmless ghost.) But soon, things got much worse.

On the 11th of December, my Credit card information was stolen and my account was charged +$3000. I was in the office that day, as a favor to my coworker, who was really creeped out being in the office alone in the middle of the night. The charge was made at 11:40am, just a few moments before I gotten off work, and I had the card on me still. (This is relevant, I promise)

I was restless, and didn't sleep well. I wake up at midnight, per usual, on Monday morning, and get my set up ready to take calls. Now, almost no calls come in on the weekends, so i'm usually screwing around on Reddit, Facebook, YouTube and Netflix.

Around 3:00am I was catching up on The 100 when someone unlocked my fucking door! I don't mean, picked the lock, I mean used a key. Thank god the secondary deadbolt was engaged but the person jiggled the door to try and get it to open. I ran and grabbed my gun looked out the peephole, but saw nothing. I opened the door, with the intent to shoot someone, but the person was already gone.

Before you ask, yes I called the cops, no they didn't find anything. There are no cameras in the hallways of the building, or outside them for that matter, and they told me that there wasn't enough evidence for them to do anything about it, and left.

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At this point, Ashontez stopped sleeping entirely. He also started working from home full-time, in the hopes of catching whoever was responsible. But it wasn't until he tried to distract himself by setting up his Christmas tree that he learned the horrible truth. The tree was sitting in his seldom-used storage closet…

As i'm pulling out the tree this evening, its only a 5ft tall fake tree that has all the lights attached to it already, I notice a bag, back behind it. A small, black duffel-bag, in it, I found a change of clothes, sunglasses, shoes, toiletries and a notebook. What was in the notebook horrified me.

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I've got a bad feeling about this.
I've got a bad feeling about this.

Don't open it don't open it don't open it OPEN IT!!!
Don't open it don't open it don't open it OPEN IT!!!

There were notes about me. What hours/days I worked, notes about my cats, and updated notes that they were no longer there and the date, my fucking credit card number! As I went further and further back in the notes, I found two words, circled multiple times "Balcony Door." Which I assume is how the person entered my apartment for the first time. This creep had been living in my apartment while I've been at work for the past month and I didn't even know it! The worst part is, that I was in my apartment at the same time as this guy, at some point, and didn't even know it. That's the only way he would have gotten my credit card number, and my house key to make a copy somewhere!

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What's that? Everyone's worst nightmare? Cool, got it.
What's that? Everyone's worst nightmare? Cool, got it.

Of course, this is making everyone on Reddit flip out. Strangers started advising Ashontez on what to do, telling him to call the cops (of course he did), change his locks (that too), and start looking for another place (already sorted out). But in the meantime, he's still stuck sleeping in the one-bedroom apartment where a stranger observed him for a full month. He's still updating the original thread with news about how that's going (hint: bad).

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On the other hand, some skeptical Redditors accused Ashontez of making the story up. It is true that he doesn't have any proof, and hoaxes of this size have popped up on Reddit before. But even if it is fake, the fact that it's plausible is plenty of reason for all of us to live the rest of our lives in fear.

And also, if Ashontez did make this up, then for the love of god, someone please give him a book deal! This guy is the new Stephen King, and he's wasting his time on Reddit!

Sources: Reddit: Ashontez