It's dark, I had to get something out of my car. I'm in a safe area virtually no crime, yet I'm looking behind me, I feel like someone or something is watching me. I go back into my apartment, all the lights are off. I see a figure out the corner of my eye, my heart begins to pound, I'm breathing erratically. It's nothing, I feel like something is still here in my apartment, waiting for me to leave my room again so it or they can pounce on me. I'm safe inside my room with the door closed. Nighttime is a freighting time of day for me. I'm 21. This only started like about 16 months ago.