Ive had this feeling. Its been there ever since i moved to this town; the feeling im being watched.
It started, a month ago when i was moving into my house here. The house it self looked welcoming. The outside was a nice looking red, and the walls on the inside were painted beautiful shades of lilac and cerulean. It was 3 stories tall including the attic. Once the moving truck got here my parents, my brother and i had to pick where we wanted our rooms to be. I choose the attic. When i got up there i had this feeling, the feeling of being watched but i simply dismissed it.
Once I had unloaded all of my stuff in the attic, i decided to check my email to see if there was anything. There was only one email from some person named unknown666, the email said: 3:00 AM is when it is darkest out, when the most evil happens. I just assumed it was spam and moved it to the recycle bin.
A few weeks later i was out on my daily walk. (As i had been doing everyday) But today i decided to make my route a bit longer. This time i walked to the edge of town. There was one lonely house there, it was very large, black and ominous. As i was walking away out of the corner of my eye i saw something move in the window. As i was walking home i had that feeling again, the one where i am being watched, but this time it was much more intense. So intense that i was constantly looking back on the way home to make sure nobody was following me.
For the next two weeks i became extremely paranoid. Every second of every day the feeling got stronger. I blocked up my window and locked my door. My parents became worried and asked if they could help me, i just told them i was fine.
That night i was home alone. I was just looking at ifunny waiting for my parents and my brother to get home from the movies. At around 11:00 PM i started to get worried. Then i heard the crash of a window breaking. I went downstairs to see if anything had happened, but there was no broken window. Nothing had happened. I went back upstairs and ignored it. When 12:00 AM came i was really worried about my family. I decided to go back downstairs and wait for them. As i was waiting for them i heard a noise coming from the kitchen, naturally i bolted upstairs and locked the door.
The next few hours went by normally, well minus the fact that my family still wasn't home. Then i realized i needed to go to the bathroom, so i got up using the light from my phone as a flashlight. When
I entered, i looked in the mirror to see how worried i looked. What i saw was a knife in front of my neck. Someone had been watching me. Then everything went black. The last thing i saw was the clock on my phone. The clock read 3:00 AM.
