Furtive

As I walked in my new neighborhood, I stopped for a moment and looked at the house next door to me. I don't know why but every time I passed by this house I had a strong urge to knock on the door. There's just something about the house, something mysterious that sent chills down my spine every time I walked by. One night as I was lying in my bed, I could feel someone watching me. I get up to take a look out my bedroom window, and the house next door had there curtains drawn, and I saw a black figure staring back at me. I opened my window to get a better glance to see if my eyes were playing tricks on me and there he stood. A tall man. His eyes wide open, piercing a horrifying look at me. A gust of cold wind hit me and I got scared so I slammed the window shut, I ran and jumped in my bed and covered my whole body with blankets as I shook with fear. Who was this man staring at me? Should I confront him? I decided to get some sleep and that night on he's been invading my dreams.