The Watcher

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


10. He's back

So life went on I found my self getting used to Mandy and my new son. Things where finally getting better for me and my family. Then it happened again. I felt his stare every where I went in the house. I felt like I was going crazy now. "Would you stop watching me!!!" I screamed out at the walls. Mandy ran over to me and pulled me into a tight hug. "Honey its okay their is no one their watching you. Why are you yelling?" I looked at her with tears in my eyes. "He is mocking me all the time Mandy  I cant keep this going much longer!!!" I screamed back at Mandy my lovely wife. Our son who was now 9 years old came down stairs. He looked at me and Mandy with his bright green eyes as his little brown haired head bobbed down the stairs until he came into view and I could see the freckles that covered his face.

He smiled at me. "Hi mommy! Hi daddy! What's going on?" He looked at us with a smile on his face. "Hey kido um Mommy and me are just talking about what where doing for Halloween." I said with a chuckle and my wife went along with it. "Yeah that's what where doing. Um what can we do for you darling?" Mandy looked at him and smiled. "Can I go play out in the back yard?" Mandy smiled and nodded her head yes. He gets really happy and runs out side and starts to play with his soccer ball that he got for his 9th birthday. I look back at Mandy who gives me sad worried look. "Please be carful of when you have an out burst like that. I don't want him to see you and get scared." I want to scream back at her but I know that she has a point so I stay quite. "Okay I sorry honey your right theirs no one their."

"I'm only here to watch you. I mean you no harm...." I heard him say to me through the walls. I brushed him off all ready annoyed with his bull and went to play with my son.

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