Creepy Pasta

It's so dark I can't breathe, it's filling my lungs I'm going to choke on it
He's there I can feel him watching me, I wish I could see him
but I know he's there he's laughing at me just waiting for me to close my eyes
Someone please turn on the light.

I set the book down, it was getting late. The only thing illuminating my room was the cracked bedside lamp that occasionally flickered, casting my room into impenetrable darkness for a split second at a time.

I laughed nervously to myself. I knew there was nothing there. Of course I did, I had grown out of the tales of ghosts and ghouls and monsters that had been my favourite as a kid. At least I thought I had, until I got the email.It was from an address I didn't recognise, and it came to me one night as I was staying up late to finish my homework. I probably should have questioned its source before I clicked on it (I've never been very good at keeping my laptop virus-free), nevertheless curiosity won me over.
It had been sent to a large number of emails, and the subject line read, rather simply:

it's here

What was here? It all became clear when I clicked - a single hyperlink directed me to an eBay page advertising an archaic-looking book. It wasn't a title I'd ever heard of, and it didn't even include the author's name, but the curious design of it intrigued me. It was on sale for a single penny, someone's obviously keen to get it sold, I thought to myself. Perhaps it was the lateness of the hour, or the way the find had rekindled the mystery-seeking child in me, but I started to giggle with excitement. Had I just found lost treasure? Grinning, I pulled open the drawer in my bedside table to reveal my dusty debit card, which had laid abandoned for weeks on account of the pitiful sum contained in my account, a little over a few pence. My fingers flew across the keyboard as I tapped in my details to purchase the book, which promised to be delivered within 3 to 4 working days.

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