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creepypasta i made Sometimes, when I’m alone in my room, the silence becomes suffocating. It’s in these moments of stillness that I feel it—a prickling sensation on the back of my neck, an instinctual alert that I’m being watched. I try to dismiss it, to convince myself it’s just my imagination running wild. But the feeling persists, growing stronger until I can’t ignore it any longer.I glance outside the window, and there it is, in the narrow gap between the drawn curtains: a pair of eyes, luminous and unblinking, staring right at me. The entity, which I’ve come to call “The Watcher in the Gap,” seems to exist only in that sliver of space, its form obscured by the shadows.Every time I see it, I’m paralyzed by a mix of fear and curiosity. Who is it? What does it want? Why me? The questions whirl in my mind, but I’m too afraid to seek the answers. I’ve heard stories of those who’ve tried to confront it, and they’ve never been seen again.The Watcher never moves, never blinks, just keeps gazing with an intensity that feels like it’s trying to peer into my soul. I’ve learned to live with this eerie companion, but I can’t shake the feeling that one day, the gap will widen, and it will finally come for me.One night, I muster the courage to approach the window, to confront the Watcher. As I draw the curtains fully, I realize the eyes aren’t there. It’s a reflection—my own eyes staring back at me. But then, who—or what—has been watching me from behind? Then the next night and the night after that... nothing... Then before my birthday, i turned around but it wasnt there... the door opened and then it came in... I ran and hid... It didnt do anything to my pets... it just started through the crack between the 2 doors of the closet. I watched...until the watcher went away and i heard a scream... the next day, the neighbor,Ethan, disapeared... Now i lock all my doors... It wants me... - guy
