It's almost midnight and I sit here alone in the dark, wondering if I will shake this feeling. Will I shake the feeling of someone watching me? I know you are there I say but no one answers. I still sit here knowing that I'm not alone. there is someone or something here with me I can feel it. The hairs on the back of my neck are standing straight up (like I just walked through a cold shower) I turn and look but nothing is there. It thinks it has me fooled but I am no fool. The dogs are pacing and the cats are restless. I know you are there. I know you are watching, but who or what are you. It's been years (10 to be exact since I've had this feeling of someone watching me. i remember when I first got this feeling. I was 3 it is actually my first memory (you know the first memory of your life that you can recall). I was alone in my room asleep when my closet door crept open and everything in there was gone. It was full of toys, my mom always made sure I had the best toys on the market but when the door crept open everything was gone and all that was left was black. I remember thinking that is weird and then an old man an old women and two little kids, a boy and girl stepped out. They were all holding hands smiling at me pointing at the closet and waving me to come in. I screamed for my mom she was just across the hall sleeping. She came running in and turned on the light. The closet door was still open but all my toys were back. I told her what happened but she said it was a dream. She left the hall light on and when back to bed. I stared at the closet for hours and eventually drifted off to that pleasant place where children dream. That place of candy and toys as far as the eye can see. Days went pass and nothing new happened until eleven pm on Thursday night of the next week. I was sleeping again when the closet door slowly crept open and out stepped this old couple with there little children but this time they had there fingers up to there mouth as if telling me to be quite, they told me that they did not like my moms boyfriend and they were going to hurt him, again I screamed for my mom and she came running in. I told her again that I saw this old couple and that they were going to hurt Merle her boyfriend but again she said it was just a bad dream, slowly I fell back to sleep to that pleasant place again. In the morning Merle woke up and went into the bathroom and in the mirror he saw that he had hand prints on his neck that were bigger then his own and he was a big guy. Again nothing happened until Thursday of the next week. My friend and I were playing in the basement when out of the wall stepped this old man. the basement door slammed shut and we screamed, my mom had many friends over that night playing poker. They all jumped up and tried to get into the basement but the door would not budge and this old man slowly crept forward with a big smile on his face. my moms boyfriend kicked in the door and came running down but this old man was gone. All of my moms friends came down into the basement and there was this smell of mold, of almost like blood in the air. They touched the walls and the paint came off on there hands like it was just painted. touch the wall Eric they said to me and when I did there was no paint on my hands. they all looked at each other in disbelief and asked us what had happened. We told them about the old man and they laughed saying that we were seeing things but my mom knew better, this weird stuff and this old man had been seen too much. I slept in my moms room that night and for one week nothing strange happened. On the Thursday of the next week my sister and I were playing in the living room and my mom was in the kitchen, she came out to check on us and when she went back into the kitchen all the drawers and all the cupboards were pulled open. she called us into the kitchen and as we got there the stereo in the living room cranked up to full blast. My mom grabbed us and ran back into the living room and yelled this isn't funny and the stereo turned off. Again we slept with her that night. Now my mom knew something was wrong here but your better judgement gets a hold of you and you tell yourself that it was a coincidence. All week my mom kept saying she felt like she was being watched, while she did the dishes, while she watched TV, even as she would take a shower. The following Thursday my mom wasn't taking any chances so she thew a big party. At eleven pm like clockwork I was sleeping in my bed and this old man, old women and two children stepped out of my closet, but this time there was no smile there was only this huge scowl across there face. they did not whisper me to come into the closet instead they grabbed me by my hands and started dragging me there. I yelled as loud as I could and I could hear everyone get up from living room and start running up the stairs but as my mom reached the top something knocked her back down the stairs but she got up and ran back to the top with her friends in close pursuit. For the first time they all saw what I saw, they saw this couple with there two kids trying to drag me into the closet while I fought and screamed. she ran to my bedroom door which was wide open but she could not get in. She screamed please lord do not let them take my baby and she pushed with all her might. She got through and grabbed me and this old couple with there two kids scowled at her and disappeared into the closet. she grabbed me and ran into my sisters room and grabbed my sister and ran downstairs. Now my moms friends were always of the lets say the biker kind and to believe that something like this was happening was not something they were about to do. So the six big guys walked into my room and the door slammed shut, we could them scuffling around and banging on the door but it wouldn't budge. the one kicked his way through the door and they came running down the stairs they never said what happened in there just that we were all leaving. my mom grabbed me and my sister and we headed out the front door. My bedroom window was right above the door and we walked out we could hear lullaby's coming from room but I didn't have any toys that would play lullaby's and as we looked up at the window as we were walking away from the house we could see the old man the old woman and the two children looking at us. we never went back to that house, we left everything all our stuff there and to this day that house is still boarded up with no one willing to live there. So I sit here in the dark knowing that something or someone is here. you see ten years ago my girlfriend and her spirit walked into my life. Ive had this feeling while she was here and I know it was the spirit that was with her that drove whatever it was out. now she is gone and her spirit with her. So I sit waiting, waiting for whatever or whoever it is to make there move. come take me I say but nothing happens. I don't care I yell but still nothing. so I sit here alone in the dark knowing that you are there, waiting for you to finish the job you so desperately tried to do when i was three. I know you will come for me again. you may be watching me now but know that I will be waiting. waiting and watching for you. waiting to go to where ever it is you are going to take me. I'm not scared anymore, I have lost my saviour so I will wait for you to devour me in the dark all alone.
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458 days ago
Sorry :(
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