Creepypastas

The eyes. They see.

I have to record this, some how. They're everywhere, crowding my windows. The eyes, I can see them. The glowing whites of their eyes stand out against the dark, but the irises are all different colors. They keep chanting "The eyes, they see." It's coming through the TV, the digital clock, and a few things downstairs. They are pounding on the windows trying to get in. There's a legion of them out there.

This all came about a week ago. I was at a yard sale, and I saw a nice cassette recorder. The man said I had to buy it with the cassette that was already in there. It didn't cost anything extra, so I though "Why not." I made my purchase and went home. I listened to it when I got home. It wasn't of much interest, all it said was "The eyes, they see." Out of boredom I sped it up to see if it had anything else. It didn't so I hit stop and left it on TV stand in my room.

That night... I was awoken by the chant. I got up from my bed and found my way over to the stand. Oddly enough the cassette was playing again. I went to hit stop, but found that it was already on the function. Weirded out I opened the cassette player and removed the cassette.

The next night I was awoken by a "click" sound. I looked up to see the cassette player playing the chant. I got up, and removed the cassette from the player once more. The next night it did exactly the same thing.

Tired of the cassette player doing weird things, I went out the next morning and bought a video camera. That night I turned it on, and left it pointed at the cassette player. Sure enough the chant started up again later that night. I had to get up, and remove it from the cassette player again. I looked over to the video camera just to make sure it was still recording. Thankfully it was. I stopped the recording and went back to bed.

That morning I looked over what it had recorded. I rewound the tape just to the point where I think the chant started. There was nothing out of the ordinary. I decided to wind it back just a little more. Past where the chant started. I saw two white balls floating through the darkness that was my room. They wandered over to the cassette player, but didn't do anything.  They turned toward the video camera... And that was when I saw what they were. Two eyeballs. They were staring at the video camera... At me. They then turned their attention back to the cassette player and turned it on. After that they vanished.

That night I destroyed the cassette player, hoping that would fix everything. It didn't. I was awoken later that night, by the chanting. The cassette player was back on my TV stand, in excellent condition. Again I destroyed it, and called the cops... Needless to say, the cops did drop by, and they did search the house. They didn't find anyone, but they did say they would have a patrol car patrol the community. I went back to bed, and wasn't disturbed for the rest of the night.

The next morning this got worse. Everywhere I went I could hear the chanting. On TV's, in elevators, on someone mp3 player when they were playing the music too loud. Even the microwave! The fucking microwave! Anything electronic produced that chant when it was turned on... And it's still going on like that... Even right now.

It went on like that for another day. I felt like I was going to lose my mind. I went out and bought a gun, I still have it sitting right here in front of me, just in case whatever it was stopped by again.

Here I am now... The knocking stopped... I think they found a way in... They see me... I saw them... I get it... The eyes are the windows to the soul. They want my eyes... My eyes see... They want my eyes...

The eyes... They see...

I have to do it. I'm going to do it. I don't want to find out what they want! I don't want to know...

I don't...

My eyes see... My eyes see the truth, right in front of me... Your eyes will see too...

Our eyes... They see.