Creepypasta (Rewritten)

Eyeless Jack (REWRITE)

A/N: This rewrite is actually a combination of other rewrites that I found on the net, and I also gave them a few little twists of my own. You can call me uninspired all you want in the comments, but the ideas that I saw were a bit too good to pass up. I also changed the character names because I didn't want them to be given names of old men. The original image was posted by Arnon, and the title of the post was Nightmare Fuel. The story we all know and love was written by Azelf5000. I know he's done with the Creepypasta community, but I don't want anyone to harass the author in question. He said he's ashamed of writing the story, so he has my sympathy since I wrote worse stories in the past. Now enjoy the rewrite.

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Hello, I'm Mike. In the beginning, I wasn't superstitious at all. I didn't believe in ghosts, aliens, supernatural phenomena, or whatever it's called. I still don't want to believe that what I had witnessed was real, but after what happened to me and the ones close to me, I'd be a total fool to deny the truth. I get very scared and upset just thinking about it.

The reason I changed my mind was because I witnessed it firsthand, and the experience wasn't pleasant at all.

I will call it... Jack. I heard that if you give something horrifying a harmless name, such as "Jack" the fear will eventually subside.

It didn't work...

What I am about to tell you is as much of what happened as I can remember. If there are any gaps, or things that don't make any sense in this story, that's because I don't remember what happened during that time, or it's not important, so don't ask about them.

Alright, so I had a brother named Eddie, he was several years older than me and lived on his own in a small house in Connecticut. Luckily, I went to college in the same town Eddie lived in, so I went to stay with him until I'd graduate.

Eddie and I hadn't seen each other for a long time, so we were both very excited for me to move in and started catching up on all those years we've been apart.

With his help, it didn't take long for me to settle in. We managed to get everything in my room to make it look exactly how I wanted.

I'm a photography student, you see, so naturally, my camera is one of the most used objects I own. I always put it on my nightstand so I wouldn't have to bother digging all over my stuff to look for it.

During the first week of living with my brother, I mostly spent my days going to school, doing my homework, and hanging out with either my friends from college or with Eddie. Eddie and I would have a bad movie night whenever we felt like it and I would get the snacks to enjoy ourselves (Don't ask my opinion about Battlefield Earth). Needless to say, it was the best week of my life.

However, during the weekend, I was prepared to go to bed. I collapsed onto my bed, eager to sleep in my new room.

Just as I was about to drift off, I was startled awake by a rustling bush coming from outside my window. I turned over to check the time on my alarm clock. It was one in the morning. I thought it was a raccoon preparing to scavenge for food in the trash, so I ignored it, thinking that it was normal since we lived really close to the woods. Just to be sure, I asked Eddie about it the next morning.

"Did you hear those raccoons last night?"

"No, I didn't hear anything. I was completely out, man."

"Should've known," I smiled. "You're dead to the world whenever you sleep."

He responded by chuckling at my joke.

The next night, I was startled out of my slumber again by a strange noise. But this time, it sounded like my window was sliding open, accompanied by a loud thump sound. I swiftly got out of my bed and checked every corner of the room, but I found nothing. Not a single thing was out of the ordinary. Sighing with relief and thinking that I was just startled awake by noises in my dream, since it wouldn't be the first time for that to happen, I closed my window and went back to sleep.