UnRiddle

UnRiddle(Wilson Edbert) I recently just moved to a new apartment, starting living on my own. Yey finally alone ! that's what I thought at first, but as time went by I've been feeling uncomfortable with my neighbor who looks like a psycho who keeps on staring to my room and keeps on waving every night. It creeps me out every time I look outside the window. But I decided to never mind him and go on with my life.
Someday there's this girl who came to my apartment bringing some snacks. We chat and I found out that she live just beside my apartment. Later on I asked her about that psycho neighbor but she asked me with face full of question "what guy ? that apartment has been empty for almost a year" I started to wonder I'm sure there's someone there it keeps on waving to me every night, how can I be wrong ? after a couple of hour chatting that girl left and I decided to take a bath.
While taking a bath there's someone ringing on my door bell. I get out and decided to open but I found no one but there's a letter on the floor and I pick it up. I continue my bath getting dressed and sit on my coach, going to turn the TV on. But then I remembered the letter just now, I open the letter and written on it is a weird kind of riddle saying "I once was there. No longer there." Then I though it might be some prank so I left it anyway, I grabbed some coke and start watching TV suddenly someone knock on the door and again no one was there. But it left another letter, so I pick it up and open the letter, it said "It might be fake but who knows it might be real ?" I started to wonder who would send these riddle ?
I kept on thinking and found the answer to the 2nd riddle. Something that's might be fake but maybe real... A prank ! a prank might be real but not. I continued with the 1st riddle, when Im thinking about it suddenly someone knock on the door again and again only letter was there. I picked up the letter and open it, this time it said "Expect the unexpected it might get stained" I don't understand this one it's really weird. I check out the time and found out that it's already really late, so I sleep and left the letter on the table.
The next morning I got a job interview while on the way there I visit the coffee shop to grab a cup of coffee but when I wanted to pay for the coffee suddenly someone hit my hand and the coffee spill all over my shirt and ruin it. I cancel the job interview and went home because of it, I saw the letters on my table and remind me of the last letter it says "Expect the unexpected it might get stained" I think he's talking about the coffee. He knew it was going to happen ! Who's this guy ? I kept on thinking referring to the first riddle "Once was there. But no Longer there" So my first guessing might be the psycho guy, so I search for him but found no clue, the apartment is really empty so I really can't found out who he was.
I asked the neighbor about this guy but most of them have no clue because he's so closed to the society. Then suddenly there's this old man who seems to know this guy and tell me about him. So this guy once was a poet he wrote alot of story but none was published only a few persons know about him and his piecework, he dedicated his life to the story he wrote but one day he moved and left the stories in that apartment, nobody know where he went. But it's almost 5 years ago so that apartment is completely empty, when I told people that I saw someone inside that apartment no one believe. But I saw him with my own eyes how can I be wrong ?
This is getting confusing, I decided to throw away all the letters and forgot about all those riddle things. The next morning I wake up and goes for another work interview. I was waiting in the meeting room and no one was there, I almost waited for half an hour but no one was there. I get out from the room but suddenly the whole place was out of electricity I roam around and found a room I entered the room and found someone sitting. I approach and found out that it was that psycho man at my apartment. I was so shocked I have no chance to react I stare him coldly, speechlessly. Suddenly the whole building is crumbling down and I found myself sweating in my bed. It's all just a dream that's what I though.
Then I went outside to check on the daily newspaper, I found another 3 letters. I pick it up and went back to my apartment to check out what was the letter saying. The first one It said "Having a goodnight sleep ?" the 2nd one saying "it's just the beginning" and the 3rd one says "You'll never escape" I was anxious and terrified. So I decided to go to the police to report about all the problem and terror I'm having at the apartment the police doesn't looks confused at all, it looks like they have handle this kind of problem already. They tell me that there's someone reporting this kind of cases at the past, exactly the same. So I though it might be someone from the apartment, but they tell me that it was a poet guy. I was surprised I though the one that sends all these letter was that poet guy who have gone psycho, but there's someone else.
The police gave me the photo of that poet. There's something that isn't right..., I was starring in confusion. The face at the photo is not the man I saw in the apartment the other day, the police asked us to describe the face of that psycho man. I described and end up with a figure, the police is shocked in silence, they directly asked me to pack all my things and move out from the apartment. With heart and mind full of confusion I just do what they asked me to do, I moved out and stay in a hotel for the moment. I asked for explanation from the police, they told me that it was a man who worked as a clown at an old circus 5 years ago. He went mad because of an accident and terror people until most of them went mad, the poet is one of his victim, the police have been searching for him for these past years but found no clue.
After a whole explanation the police left and I was wondering and felt anxious I decided to go for a walk. I went back to my room and received another letter, I was scared but I still decided to check it out. I open up the letter and it was written there "Ding Dong ! Your Life is already spinning like a riddle !", suddenly the door bell sounds and I look from the tiny hole in the door. I saw that man waving to me just like when he wave at me the other day at the apartment. I rushed to the phone to call the police but I heard a soft whisper on the phone,"shhhttt..., A riddle was meant to be solved but not yours" The man laughed and close the phone.