"No, stop! Ahhhhh! Get away!" I bolted upward and place my head in my hands. "It was just a dream", I thought to myself.
As I rolled over to pick up my phone, I could've sworn I saw something move outside my wooden, frosty window, but I always do. Continuing to look at my phone, It read 3:25. "Dammit!" I mumbled to myself. I tried to fall back asleep, but I couldn't. I felt like someone was watching me. I knew someone was watching me. It would always watch me. I peered out the window, and surprise, surprise, It was there.
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HorrorEveryone is afraid of something. For some it's spiders. For others it's the dark. For me, it's it. The one who is outside my window. The one who watches me while I sleep. He's always there, watching, waiting, but for what? My friends don't believe m...
