The Next Morning
The next morning, my friend had gone off to work early so I made my way home when it happened again. I was sitting at a vacant bus stop when it appeared out the corner of my right eye. The thing was just staring at me like it was before.
I closed my eyes.
When I opened them it had moved a little closer. I jerked my head to the right and the thing vanished like it had the night before. The bus had stopped in front of me at this point, I turned my head towards it to start getting up and I froze. The thing was right up against the side of my face, a few inches away. I could hear it's raspy breathing. It's beady dark eyes just staring at me. Then it's line of a mouth crackled into a sort of smile. I sat there for a few seconds, petrified. The bus driver asked me if I was boarding. I slowly got up and left 'it' behind. My nerves were at an all time high during that bus ride home. IT was sitting next to me the entire time. I didn't give it the satisfaction of acknowledgment. I figured if I ignored it long enough then it would just leave and find another victim to haunt.
Things just got worse.
I saw it everywhere that week. It would be in every room in my apartment, every room I was in to be precise. Whenever I decided to go out with friends or just myself, it would be there.
In the crowds of people.
In the reflections of stores.
In the dark empty alley-ways.
I was loosing my mind. I didn't know what to do. Then one night I was just sitting in bed as it watched me. I had enough at this point and just yelled at the top of my lungs,
"WHAT DO YOU WANT???!!!"
After a brief moment of silence it responded in a dry, raspy, crackled voice,