IT WATCHED ME SLEEP

CHAPTER TWO: THE DAYLIGHT LIE

CHAPTER TWO: THE DAYLIGHT LIE

Morning finally. I was really confused. I did not know if I was awake or still having a dream. The morning light coming through the window hit my face. It hurt my eyes. I was sitting on the floor next to my bed. My body felt really cold. It felt very weak. I sat up slowly. I looked around my room. The morning light was shining on everything in my room. It made me feel a little better. I looked at my bed. I wondered how I ended up on the floor beside my bed.

Everything seemed okay. Really okay. The bed was. Tidy. The curtain was not moving at all. The walls were completely silent.. My heart was beating very fast. I knew that something was not right, with the situation.

I was looking everywhere for my phone. My phone was not on the bed. I searched the floor. My phone was not there either. I went to check the table. There was nothing on the table. My hands started to shake because I could not find my phone. I always keep my phone beside me. I really do. I mean my phone is always with me every time.

I got up from where I was sitting and walked over to the closet. The closet door was open. I do not ever leave the closet door open. I walked inside the closet. The closet had all my clothes in it. The closet had all my shoes in it.. It felt really cold, inside the closet. It felt like the closet had just been visited by someone. The closet felt like someone had just walked out of it.

I closed the closet. Leaned on the wall. I tried to breathe. I said to myself to calm down, it is stressful. The closet is closed and it is morning. I am safe. I told myself this over and over that the morning is a time and the closet is closed so I should be okay.

When the sun is out it is easy to believe things that're not really true. Daylight makes lies feel true. It is like daylight tricks our minds into thinking that lies are actually true. Daylight has a way of making lies feel true even when we know they are not.

I went to the bathroom. I washed my face. Then I looked at the mirror. The mirror showed that my eyes looked really tired and they looked scared too. I touched my arm. I saw that the red marks were still there, on my arm. Now they are clear. They looked like fingers touched my arm and left marks.

I felt like crying. No tears came out. I was really upset. I wanted to cry but my eyes just would not tear up. The feeling of wanting to cry was there. The tears were not coming. I was feeling sad. I wanted to cry about it but no tears came.

I left my apartment quickly. I did not have anything to eat. I did not have a cup of tea either. I locked the apartment door. I checked it three times to make sure it was locked. When I stepped outside the apartment I felt a little better. There were people around me. There was a lot of noise around. The apartment felt quiet and lonely when I was inside. Outside I felt less alone because the people and the noise were around the apartment.

At work I tried to act like everything was fine. I smiled when my coworkers talked to me. I nodded when they were speaking.. The truth is, my head was really loud. Every little sound made me jump out of my seat. Every shadow that moved made me turn around to see what it was.

I really wanted to tell someone about this.. The problem is what would I actually say to them? Something weird was watching me while I was sleeping. Something also took my phone, which's really strange.. To make things even creepier something even breathed right near me. If I told someone all of this I would probably sound completely crazy.

When my work ended I did not want to go.. The thing is I had nowhere else to go. So I walked back to my place slowly. Each step that I took felt really heavy.

When I opened the door my heart sank. The apartment had a smell. It was not bad, just different. It was like the air in the apartment had moved around or something. I stood still. I listened. There was silence.

I walked inside. I checked every single room. The kitchen was empty. The bathroom was empty. The bedroom was empty.. The closet is closed now. My stomach really dropped. I was absolutely sure that the closet was open that morning.

I locked the door. Sat on the bed. I was feeling really tired. I was scared and I was angry too. I told myself that the door was locked and I was safe. I whispered to myself that I was not weak, that I was strong. I said the door is locked and I am safe and I am not weak. I said it again. I said it again to myself that I was not weak, the door was locked and I was okay.

I decided to stay awake that night. I was not going to sleep. I turned on every light in the room. Then I sat down on the bed. I put my back against the wall. My eyes were fixed on the door watching it waiting to see what would happen to the door.

Hours. Nothing happened. My eyes really burned from not sleeping. My head felt very heavy. I got up. I walked around the room to try and stay awake. I kept checking the time on the wall clock. I must have looked at it a lot.

My body just gave up at some point. I did not plan to sleep.. Sleep came like a shadow. It was quiet. It was fast. My body and sleep are just. I was asleep before I knew it. Sleep was like a shadow that came over my body.

I woke up. It was really dark. The darkness was around me. I could not see anything. It was dark like the darkness is when you are in a room with no lights on. The darkness was scary. I did not like the darkness.

The lights were off.

My heart jumped high. I wanted to get up and move around.. I could not do that. My body felt stuck, to the spot.

My arms were not listening to me; they would not lift up.

My legs were the same, they would not move at all.

Panic started to fill my chest. It was a really scary feeling. Panic filled my chest. I did not know what to do.

I heard the noise again.

Breathing.

Slow. Close. Patient.

The bed sank down beside me. It was like something was pushing down on it. I felt warmth next to my face. The bed sank down beside me. I was really scared. I wanted to shout loud.. My mouth would not open. The bed beside me was sinking down. I was frozen. I could feel the warmth of something, near my face. I wanted to scream. My mouth just would not open, no matter how hard I tried the bed was still sinking down beside me.

I opened my eyes a little. Just a little.

I saw something that looked like a person. This person was really tall and really dark. I could not see a face on this person. All I could see was the shape of a head that was tilted to the side. The shape of the head looked like it was trying to figure me out. The shape of the head looked like it was studying me. The shape of the head seemed curious about me.

I closed my eyes fast. My eyes were shut tight. This happened fast. My eyes were closed.

Inside my head I really wanted it to go away. I wanted the morning to come. I wanted something, anything to happen and make it stop. I begged for the morning to arrive. I begged for something to change.

The breathing just stopped.

I felt my fingers touch my hair. They were soft and slow. My heart felt like it was going to break into a million pieces. Then the weight lifted off me. The bed moved back, to the way it was before all normal again.

I stayed completely still for a long time. My eyes were closed at the time. I was being very quiet, with my breathing. I. Waited for something to happen while waiting.

The room was really quiet when I finally moved. I got up. Turn on the lamp. The room was filled with light. I was all alone, in the room.

On the bed beside me was my phone.

I picked up the phone with my hands shaking badly. The screen of the phone was already on. A video on the phone was open. It was playing.

I was sleeping.

The camera was looking down at me from above. It was beside my bed. I saw myself rolling over in my sleep. Then I saw myself just lying there not moving at all. The camera angle was still from above and from, beside the bed when I saw the shadow come into the picture.

I dropped the phone. I screamed. The phone just fell out of my hand and I let out a scream. I was really scared that the phone was broken. The phone is very important to me.

I ran out of the apartment without my shoes on. The door was left unlocked. I just kept running. Did not look back at the apartment. I kept running until my chest started to hurt badly and my legs began to shake all over. The apartment was left open because I did not lock the door when I ran out of the apartment.

I was sitting outside on the ground. I cried. People walked by. They stared at me. The people passing by did not matter to me because I was crying about the situation, with my life and the people did not bother me.

I finally knew the truth now. The truth was something I had been trying to figure out for a time and now it was clear to me. I understood the truth.

It was real.

It was inside my home.

Something was watching me when I was sleeping. It was watching me. I do not know what it was. It watched me sleep.

And it knew I was awake now.