He isn't the boogeyman or the monster in your closet. He isn't the lone traveler you tell kids on camping trips.
No one knows where he came from but we all agree he is real, and he is a human. Those who claimed to have seen him say he has wide eyes and stringy hair but this is wrong. The truth is unlike what anyone says, nobody seen him before or at least lived to tell the tale.
Did you know he likes the mist in your bathroom that clouds the mirrors? you know that moments when you're washing you hair and squeeze your eyes shut so soap doesn't get in them is his favorite? He can peek through the curtains at your dripping wet flesh, and imagine what would happen if the water suddenly turn to blood. Would you even notice? Would you scream?
A Cheshire cat-like grin would stretch across his face as he watched you sleep. Blowing his cold breath against your neck; Could you guess he watched you every twitch and captured each scream in a jar to save for later?
Legend has it that when he 'lived' he preyed on the young, the weak and vulnerable.
No, not just women but men as well. He relishes how tough men acted when deep inside they were just as scared as anyone.
Who is he you're asking?
Well he is me.
Did you know...
I'm right behind you?
Don't bother turning around because I will not be there but I will always be watching.