You can feel someone watching you, but you can't see them anywhere.
Describe this feeling in less than 500 words, using vivid and visceral language to make your reader connect with the character being watched.
Cover Window In The Living Room
I can only describe it as a warm preasure between my shoulder blades below my neck. I turned, anxiously, almost expecting to see someone standing on the other side of the room. It was then I saw the curtains had not been drawn shut on the large picture window in the livinging room. I crossed the room with tightness in my chest. I pressed my face to the glass, cupping my face with my hands. No...
Hell Is Here
“I can’t believe I let you drag me into this!” I remarked to my friend. We looked around the callous and eerie woods around us and stuck together as we treaded the path back to her cabin.
“I’m sorry ok!” She uttered more focused on the path than me. I shivered as the wind blew up and through the trees. Nothing but pitch black could be seen past the light of our phone flashlights. An ominous ...
Losing My Mind
I was walking down the street late at night, minding my own business, carrying a bag in my right hand that held my leftover hamburger from the Burger Palace. It was a quiet night, and I felt like I was the only person out right now. Suddenly, I had an eerie feeling that someone was watching me. A chill ran down my spine, and I froze in my tracks. I looked around, but there was no one there.
very unfinished help
step, step, further into the abyss. the blotched, dark area void of light that was meant to be… anything but this. there was something i knew this endless expanse to be before. i'm sure of it.
step, step, yet it never seemed to end. looking back, losing sight of where i once was. the normalcy of it all mere minutes ago lost.
step, step, in search of a sign, a voice, anything to guide me back t...
I feel you on my back
I feel your sharp talon like nails on my back
I feel your sharp talon like nails clawing on my back
I feel your sharp talon like nails clawing on my back while you stare
I feel your sharp talon like nails clawing on my back while you stare with menacing red eyes
I feel your sharp talon like nails clawing on my back while you stare with menacing red eyes that burn holes in th...
An Empty Sky
They’ve killed to oblivion,
Too low to look down upon,
Yet they’re falling even lower.
Marching, the grounds are shaking,
The children, they’re awaking,
Yet there is no end near.
Where has their God gone
Always watching but where?
The people, they’re scared,
Unsure of who to fear.
The skies are gray and cloudy,
Their guns are old and empty,
They’ve got no more fight in them,
You feel them on you like cheap perfume. You try to ignore it, you think you’re going insane.
But I know different. Because I’ve been watched before too. No one believed me. And they won’t believe you.
Do you hear those creaks? Oh friend, it isn’t the house settling in for the night.
Do you hear those screams?
You have no way of seeing them. You hear them, but can’t prove it to anyone except ...
I Always Feel Like…
Tension crawls up my spine and a emptiness hollows out my gut. I feel weak, like I haven’t eaten all day. The hairs on my arm stand on end and my skin gets littered with goosebumps. It prickles with energy. My chest starts to burn and ache as panic settles in.
I scan my surroundings but there’s no one else here. I’m alone, but I don’t feel like I am. I can feel someone’s eyes on me. Wherever they...
Veronica loved Sundays. She lived a very normal life every other day of the week- that is if a lonely life is a normal one. So many people tend to live mundane solitary lives. She imagined James (Veronica called him James but didn’t know his real name) did the rest of the week too. He must’ve had a normal life the rest of the week because he only came on a Sunday.
James was always there on ...