Here I am, just walking through an open field, with 𝙣𝙤 𝙤𝙣𝙚 around me.

𝙣𝙤 𝙤𝙣𝙚…., I keep repeating to myself.

So why did I have the distinct eerie sensation, that 𝙨𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙤𝙣𝙚 was watching me.

I stood still in my path. A branch snapped.

A 𝙗𝙧𝙖𝙣𝙘𝙝? In a 𝙛𝙞𝙚𝙡𝙙?

I glance around quickly. There’s 𝙣𝙤 𝙤𝙣𝙚 but me…right?

A cold wind came out of no where, so I pulled my coat closer.

Something in me told me to look behind…

I looked behind me, and there was nothing.

Then I had a good idea, that whoever was watching me, may have been 𝙖𝙗𝙤𝙫𝙚 me. So I slowly raised my head above me.

𝙣𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜.

I felt the weight of the eyes of a watcher bear heavy upon me.

But I couldn’t 𝙨𝙚𝙚 him…or her….

This feeling was driving me mad!