The Creepy Truth About Creepypasta

How it began

It happened gradually. The first time I noticed that something wasn't right was about a week before my birthday, November 10. I was on Quotev, like always, and all of a sudden my computer stared acting up like crazy. My mouse would move by it self around and around the screen, my music wouldn't play, and whenever I tried to click something it wouldn't work. Then, a few nights later I woke up randomly. It was like 3 or 4 in the morning.

 I didn't think much of it at first, mainly because this happens almost every night, but something was off. I could tell that I didn't wake up on my own. I glance up and toward my right, then froze. Two, glowing golden eyes stared at me. I couldn't speak, I could barely breathe. I don't know how long I lied there, staring at those eyes, until I finally fell asleep. When I woke up the next morning, I tried to make myself forget about them. I tried drawing what I could remember of the eyes and the features around it, but that didn't work out too well. 

It wasn't until two days later when I finally realized what was in my room that night. It was the Puppeteer himself. I tried to deny it, I tried reasoning with myself, but it didn't work. Over the next few days it felt as if I was being stalked by him. I would think I'd see his eyes whenever I entered a dark room, or out of my peripheral vision.