Being Watched

She felt she was being watched. The hair on the back of her neck stood up. She turned to look at the empty chair in her bedroom. It was not moving and the blinds were pulled. She could not shake the feeling, so she looked in the closet And under the bed. Nothing. She felt a tiny bit better. She flipped off the light and climbed under her covers. She felt the other side of the bed go down. Terrified, she put the covers over her head And began to pray.