The Watcher

It watches all the time. Their is no escape. It's always their watching but never moves. Wish I never moved!!!


13. All good things must come to an end

It has been so long since I felt any thing weird  in this house. It seemed to me that after Mandy left me the feeling of being watched left. At least that was what I had thought for the longest time ever. Tonight how ever I felt like their was someone else in the house with me. Some one beside me and my son Sammy. I got up our of my bed and walked over to Sammy's room. Peaking in through the door I saw that he was sound asleep in his bed. I sighed with relief figuring I was just tired and being over protective.

So I went back to my bed and went to sleep. The next morning I went down stairs to cook breakfast for me and Sammy. When I didn't hear any moment coming form up stairs I called out to him. "Sammy! Hurry up sleep head your breakfast is going to get cold!" I set up the table and waited but still heard nothing. I was getting worried now so I ran up stairs to his room. Standing out side his room I knocked on his door. "Sammy?" I got no reply. "I'm coming in." I said at last and opened the door. When I walked in I feel to the floor in tears. Nothing but the cloths that Sammy had been wearing was on his bed. "SAMMY!!!" I screamed searching every where now thinking he was taken in the night. I looked all over town but couldn't find him any where. The even weirder part was that no one knew who Sammy was. I went back to Sammy's room crying this time to find that someone no some thing was in their with me.

"Who are you?" I asked with the look of shock and horror on my face. The thing was hunched over as it turned to look at me. Its dark hollow eyes staring into mine. "I had to take him back." It said to me and was even more confused now. "Had to take who back?" I asked feeling like a mad person for talking it. "I had to take him back because I was getting weak." Was all it said back to me. "You had to take who back?!" I asked again raising my voice. This time it didn't say anything it only pointed to Sammy's cloths. I could feel my tears getting ready to come out. "What did you do to Sammy!!!" I screamed at the thing now getting mad. "He had to come home...soon you won't know who he is....he is apart of me again and it will be like he never excised." I fell to the ground in tears now as I held Sammy's shirt in my hands. Soon the shirt disappeared. I cried out at the thing as he went back to the wall to watch me got mad. "I will never forget my son you bastered!!! Your going to pay for this!!!" The thing gave a sad look and soon I found my memories of Sammy from when he was little to now fading away. I kept trying to remember who Sammy was but nothing came to mind.

To this very day I still have a feeling that someone is watching and every time I see parent with their kid I can't help but feel like I am missing someone in my life.

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