I was simply on my bed like always. I was on my laptop, on tumblr as usual. Nothing new. It was midnight and the only light that was being emitted from anything was from my screen. I sighed and looked at my watch even though there was a clock on my laptop. It was just a habit I guess. Something j could never get rid of. It was twenty after twelve. I would have gone to sleep, but like everyone, I stayed on this site. Whenever I'm on my laptop, I always seem to lose my awareness for my surroundings. Especially in my room. It is my room after all. What could get in here? I stretch a bit arms over head and popped my back. I sighed. This was my life. Everyday, every night, nothing would ever change even if I tried. Why? because that's how life is. Life gave everything to some, and nothing to others. That was it. Some could try to be successful. But only few would actually succeed. I was already positive I was one of the many who would fail if I tried. So I didn't bother. Everything was silent in my house. It was expected anyways since it was a bit past midnight. Yet, there was something uncomfortable about this silence. It was, however you say it, "eerie". I brushed it off like anyone would though, it seemed to keep coming back at me. As a scaredy-cat, I looked around my room. I was making sure nothing was anywhere here. I was becoming paranoid. Why did my room start feeling weird? Why? I couldn't understand but every so often, I looked up from my screen and around the room. After a few minutes, I felt a chill go down my spine. What was it now? Eyes. I couldn't seem to tell why, but it felt like I was being stared at. By glaring eyeballs, somewhere in the room. I am a very rational person, so I just decided that I was lacking my sleep. I shut off my laptop, put it on my desk, and pulled the blanket over me. I went to bed.
