The Shining Eyes

THE SHINING EYES

Narrator POV

I have an exam in the morning, but I also do not want to sleep so soon, I mean... it is just 11pm! Too soon for me to sleep. I call my best friend, but it was useless, he had to sleep early that night because, he had college in the morning too.

I do not understand one thing though, I feel creepy in my own room. I feel like there is someone here with me. I feel someone’s presence, which I ended up dismissing thinking it is just my brain making me believe something which does not exist or it is an indication that I should get in bed.

Regardless, I ignore it all and stay up till 1am and that is when my eyes started fluttering, started closing on itself. I just wrapped myself up and got under my blankets. Now that I think back on it, I shouldn’t have slept that day, I shouldn’t have diverted my attention from the fact that I felt a presence.

Third Person POV

Just as her head hit the pillow sleep engulfed her. Around half an hour past two, she felt the shuffling of feet around the room, she ignored it with the fact that it could have been brother who wanted something from the room or it was her father changing the ac temperature. But the shuffling? It never ceased!

Soon the pace increased, the growling started. The creeps were back again, her body got cold and stiff. She tried to peak the ac temperature but failed to get a proper look but, she also couldn’t see anyone. Not an entity in the room. So, she got rid of the bad train of thoughts thinking it must have been her father only, messing with the AC temperature.

Narrator POV

But it stopped now, the shuffling stopped, and I can’t even hear the growls now. It must have been a figment of my imagination - I thought to myself and drifted off into wonderland again. I woke up yet again, this time to a weird sensation. My bedpost near my feet dipped as if someone sat on the bed, and it dipped cause of the weight. It happened once again, when the empty mattress beside me dipped. I feel something, I feel someone staring at me. Looking and looming over me but, I am too scared to open my eyes.

I find guts to check whatever it is, whosoever is there sitting on my bed. I opened my eyes, peaked out of my blanket, looked over me to see two shining eyes, on black ghostly body staring deep into mine, as if trying to look through me and get to my soul. I try screaming for help but it all comes out as a muffled voice, some throaty grunts and that was all. I move my face to look beside me, the same pair of shining eyes staring.

Well maybe not the same, because soon the realization hit me, there were two pair of shining lights that stared through my soul that night