You ever feel like you’re being watched? Maybe see those little shadows out of the corner of your eye? Or when you’re too afraid to look behind you because you might see something you don’t want to? Yeah. Me too.
December 9th:
My therapist told me I need to document my “feelings”. Nobody believes that something is watching me, they think it’s just my imagination, but it’s not. Today as I was riding the bus home from school and I seen it again, waiting on my front lawn. I asked my friend if he could see it, but no. Maybe I really am crazy.
December 12th:
It followed me at school today. I couldn’t see it, but I could feel it. I could feel it watching me through every class. On the way home it went away, thinking I was in the clear I relaxed on the couch for a while. Then I seen the shadow of a figure in the reflection of the screen. I was too afraid to even scream. I just watched the figure in horror. Why did it come back? What even is it?
December 13th:
Its 2:00 a.m. and I can’t sleep because I can feel it watching me again. I’m afraid to look up from my journal because I don’t want to see it. I don’t know why it’s here or why it’s watching me. What does it want?
December 13th:
4:00a.m. – It’s still here.
December 13th:
The sun finally rose after what seemed like endless time. I didn’t sleep at all, so I told my mom I was sick and couldn’t go to school. She took one look at me and actually believed me. But now I’m alone. What if it comes back? What if this time… it takes me.
December 14th:
Went back to school today, haven’t seen it since that night. Maybe its gone.
December 17th:
I was wrong. It’s not gone.
December 19th:
Its been two days and it hasn’t left. Its staying this whole time without leaving. I’m afraid to sleep. I don’t know what it wants or what it will do.
December 20th:
I try telling my parents again but they still think I’m doing it for attention. I get upset and start screaming at them about how it could kill me, but they don’t listen.
December 21st:
Christmas is arriving but all I can wish for is that “it” would go away.
December 22nd:
I haven’t had a proper nights sleep in almost a week. It’s always there, just… watching me. I still don’t know what it wants.
December 24th:
It finally left… I think.
December 25th:
Christmas went well. My mom had to mention the thing that watches me… she still thinks it’s just my imagination or a need for attention.
December 30th:
It’s back, and the feeling is stronger… like it’s right behind me. I’m terrified. I still don’t know what it wants or why it’s here.
January 2nd:
I’m hiding in the bathroom hoping it can’t find me. How do my parents not see it?
January 23:
Your soul is mine now.
