Bearish

She Only Texts Me at 3AM. AI-Generated.

It started seven nights ago, when I lay in the dark staring at the cracked ceiling, replaying the stupid fight I’d had with my best friend. My phone buzzed at exactly 3:00 AM, lighting up with those four words: “Do you feel alone?” No name, no picture—just that eerie question. My heart thudded so loud I was sure my parents would wake. I shoved the phone under my pillow and pretended to sleep, but my mind raced until dawn.