Demonicstuff Stories

Backstory: Ever wondered why you cant sleep at night? Is it hard enough to explain why you feel yourself being watched right now, as your back is turned to what must only be described as air, but never actually is? Now you begin to reassure yourself that nothings there, your head slowly begins to snap back as you let out a paranoid sigh you hadnt realized you were holding, only to be blinded in sight-NOTHING. Your head cracks back to its previous position, the chill rises through your spine. Those chilling hands now against you from behind. It wants your attention...until you shoot down the existance, "It's nothing but me."