The watchers

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I try to sleep, but an unnerving feeling fills my body every night.

Even at rest I can't escape the overwhelming presence.

I have no dreams, just darkness.

Only the comfort of my blanket keeps me safe from them...

They wait for me... For my blanket, for its disappearance.

My cat Mr. soft paws refuses to go near my wardrobe that sits near the wall at the foot of my bed.

Hence that's where "they" watch me from.

I shut it every night before I sleep in hopes of ridding the feeling of leering eyes.

Yet why is it I always find myself waking up to open doors.....

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