The eyes staring in the dark
When I was younger, there was a time when I could swear there was someone staring at me in the dark.
This was something that happened every night for at least 4 months, it never really made me feel upset I just wanted to know who or what was watching me.
One night I gathered all my courage and decided to stay up all night. I was ready with my mother's hand light thinking that the light would keep me safe from anything.
My room used to be big, maybe too big for this situation, my bed was exactly on the middle so I was able to see the door that led to the hallway and the other door that was the closet. I used to think that does doors will be the way for the thing that was watching me to go into my room, I was so sure.
I was staring at the main door when I felt it right in the corner of the room, the corner that I was not looking ...
I started feeling nervous, so I turned my head slowly to the corner and there it was, he was hiding on the shadows of the room. It was big, too big for it to be a man, so I assumed he was a monster.
We stared at each other for at least a minute, I was to scared to scream, when suddenly he moved, it was a quick movement aiming to the other corner of the room ... he was leaving.
- Don't go! Please ... I just ... wanted to see you.- I said as quietly as I could.
He stopped. And did something that I was not expecting ... he came out of the shadows. He was like no one I had ever seen before he was tall, too tall, he had black messy hair, white skin that seemed lifeless, ultramarine cloths, and then his eyes are one of the things that I will never forget ... pitch black. All the eye was completely black and as strangely as this might sound they had the life that all his body was lacking.
He looked at me with a blank expression, at this point I realized that my eyes were wide opened, I tried not to look scared but it was impossible, he looked so ... frightening.
Then his expression changed, he seemed ... uncomfortable.
- It was not my intention to scare you.- he said in a whisper. He looked down, apparently he was upset because I was scared.
- It's ok, I get scared easily.- I said trying to smile at him. Truth to be told I was not very brave back then.
He stood there looking down until I got out of my bed and walked to him. he seemed even taller than before, I looked up at him and smiled at him, I wanted him to feel comfortable so he wouldn't want to leave. I was so curious about him.
He looked at me and placed and almost smile on his pale lips.
-You are so tall ...- I said without thinking if it will hurt him. He looked at me and then seemed deep in thought.
- Uhm ... why did you came here?- I asked softly, I looked at his hands they looked kind of bony and white like the rest of his visible skin.
- I don't know.- he said looking away.
- What are you?- I thought he was a ghost but maybe I was wrong.
- I am ... I was a man I am sure of that ... - he said this with a lot of confusion on his face.
- Did something happened to you?-
- Something ... yes ... but it is not important ... I am not there.-
I was getting a little bit uneasy with this vague answers. Then a memory of a request I did sometime ago came back to my head.
- Maybe ... you are my protector.- I said looking up at him, with all my hopes right on my belly.
- Protector?- He asked ... it was like he didn't knew the meaning of the word.
- Yeah, someone that avoids any harm to come to a loved one or something like that.- I explained with all my childish understanding of the word.
He looked at me and then he looked back at the door. He seemed to be looking for something.
- Why do you need ... protection?- he asked looking back at me. My hope for him to be my protector vanished.
I looked down ... my eyes filled with tears.
- I ... I don't know ... I feel what is happening is not right .. but no one does anything to stop it, so ... maybe ... it is okay that it happens ... right?- I sobbed and asked my visitor, my tears were filling my eyes so I was not able to see.
- Why are you sad?- he asked touching my face so I would look up. His touch was the strangest thing I had ever felt, it was cold and it felt like little jolts in my face so light you couldn't be sure if he touched you.
After that first touch, I jumped towards him and hugged him, I couldn't help it.
At some point I expected to go right through him, but I didn't, he was solid and cold, I hugged him tight afraid that he might disappear.
I can't remember exactly how long it took but he hugged me back and put me back to my bed and he stayed there until I fell asleep.
I remember that when I opened my eyes I looked for him, even if deep inside I knew he would not be there. I felt bad all day long thinking that I would never see him again and thinking that I blew it.
In the night I was even scared to go to my room, but eventually I had to go an face the fact he was not gonna be there. I entered in my room slowly and went to my bed to sleep when I felt someone staring at me.
I turned around and looked at him, he was not as tall as the last night, he was now in the stature of a young man. I ran to him and hugged him tight.
- I thought I wouldn't see you again.- I said starting to cry again. I was so happy to see him.
- Well, you said you need a protector, and I like to be here with you child.- he said as he carried me to my bed.
Since then he became my only friend. I used to tell him everything, every single thought I had and also every single thing that happened to me, he never had a name according to him so I named him Hopes. He also started to go out with me into the daylight, I always feared that someone saw him, but he used to say that people is always too busy to actually look at things that are right in front of them.
Hopes was never happy whenever I told him when something bad had happened to me, but he never actually did anything, until I was around 13.
I was having a fight with my mother I remember that I stormed out of the living room and shut the door close, Hopes looked at me and walked out, I heard a glass breaking. When he came back he had a weird aspect like he knew he did something wrong but still felt it was right for him. I should have gotten scared then but he was Hopes, my dear friend ... how could I possibly fear him?
Things like that started to happen every time I had an issue with my mother, my mother always used to say it was bad spirits .. portals I opened in my room. Hopes and I used to laugh about it.
But then ... there was someone that saw him, a friend of my mother asked who was the man that was with me when we were walking home. I looked at here and then to my mother, and I started laughing and told her she needed to see a doctor so he could fix her eyes. After that we had to be more careful, but still we always walked out, we talked everyday until I met Jonathan and Alicia. He started to stay home every time I wanted to go out with my new friends.
And eventually when I was on high school he stared to disappear every now and then. Once he took a whole month without appearing. When he came back he told me he was looking for his physical body ... that he was just a half soul and he needed his body so he could really be with me. I never expected that answer ... it made me feel like I was the worst person in the world. I stopped caring about my dear friend because I started having a lot of friends ... and he wanted to be a part of that. I cried all night long.
A year ago, I started dating the man I live with now, Hopes told me would leave eventually so he could keep on searching for his body ... and he did ... he left me over 3 months ago ... I still hope I will see him one day .. in his physical body.
This was something that happened every night for at least 4 months, it never really made me feel upset I just wanted to know who or what was watching me.
One night I gathered all my courage and decided to stay up all night. I was ready with my mother's hand light thinking that the light would keep me safe from anything.
My room used to be big, maybe too big for this situation, my bed was exactly on the middle so I was able to see the door that led to the hallway and the other door that was the closet. I used to think that does doors will be the way for the thing that was watching me to go into my room, I was so sure.
I was staring at the main door when I felt it right in the corner of the room, the corner that I was not looking ...
I started feeling nervous, so I turned my head slowly to the corner and there it was, he was hiding on the shadows of the room. It was big, too big for it to be a man, so I assumed he was a monster.
We stared at each other for at least a minute, I was to scared to scream, when suddenly he moved, it was a quick movement aiming to the other corner of the room ... he was leaving.
- Don't go! Please ... I just ... wanted to see you.- I said as quietly as I could.
He stopped. And did something that I was not expecting ... he came out of the shadows. He was like no one I had ever seen before he was tall, too tall, he had black messy hair, white skin that seemed lifeless, ultramarine cloths, and then his eyes are one of the things that I will never forget ... pitch black. All the eye was completely black and as strangely as this might sound they had the life that all his body was lacking.
He looked at me with a blank expression, at this point I realized that my eyes were wide opened, I tried not to look scared but it was impossible, he looked so ... frightening.
Then his expression changed, he seemed ... uncomfortable.
- It was not my intention to scare you.- he said in a whisper. He looked down, apparently he was upset because I was scared.
- It's ok, I get scared easily.- I said trying to smile at him. Truth to be told I was not very brave back then.
He stood there looking down until I got out of my bed and walked to him. he seemed even taller than before, I looked up at him and smiled at him, I wanted him to feel comfortable so he wouldn't want to leave. I was so curious about him.
He looked at me and placed and almost smile on his pale lips.
-You are so tall ...- I said without thinking if it will hurt him. He looked at me and then seemed deep in thought.
- Uhm ... why did you came here?- I asked softly, I looked at his hands they looked kind of bony and white like the rest of his visible skin.
- I don't know.- he said looking away.
- What are you?- I thought he was a ghost but maybe I was wrong.
- I am ... I was a man I am sure of that ... - he said this with a lot of confusion on his face.
- Did something happened to you?-
- Something ... yes ... but it is not important ... I am not there.-
I was getting a little bit uneasy with this vague answers. Then a memory of a request I did sometime ago came back to my head.
- Maybe ... you are my protector.- I said looking up at him, with all my hopes right on my belly.
- Protector?- He asked ... it was like he didn't knew the meaning of the word.
- Yeah, someone that avoids any harm to come to a loved one or something like that.- I explained with all my childish understanding of the word.
He looked at me and then he looked back at the door. He seemed to be looking for something.
- Why do you need ... protection?- he asked looking back at me. My hope for him to be my protector vanished.
I looked down ... my eyes filled with tears.
- I ... I don't know ... I feel what is happening is not right .. but no one does anything to stop it, so ... maybe ... it is okay that it happens ... right?- I sobbed and asked my visitor, my tears were filling my eyes so I was not able to see.
- Why are you sad?- he asked touching my face so I would look up. His touch was the strangest thing I had ever felt, it was cold and it felt like little jolts in my face so light you couldn't be sure if he touched you.
After that first touch, I jumped towards him and hugged him, I couldn't help it.
At some point I expected to go right through him, but I didn't, he was solid and cold, I hugged him tight afraid that he might disappear.
I can't remember exactly how long it took but he hugged me back and put me back to my bed and he stayed there until I fell asleep.
I remember that when I opened my eyes I looked for him, even if deep inside I knew he would not be there. I felt bad all day long thinking that I would never see him again and thinking that I blew it.
In the night I was even scared to go to my room, but eventually I had to go an face the fact he was not gonna be there. I entered in my room slowly and went to my bed to sleep when I felt someone staring at me.
I turned around and looked at him, he was not as tall as the last night, he was now in the stature of a young man. I ran to him and hugged him tight.
- I thought I wouldn't see you again.- I said starting to cry again. I was so happy to see him.
- Well, you said you need a protector, and I like to be here with you child.- he said as he carried me to my bed.
Since then he became my only friend. I used to tell him everything, every single thought I had and also every single thing that happened to me, he never had a name according to him so I named him Hopes. He also started to go out with me into the daylight, I always feared that someone saw him, but he used to say that people is always too busy to actually look at things that are right in front of them.
Hopes was never happy whenever I told him when something bad had happened to me, but he never actually did anything, until I was around 13.
I was having a fight with my mother I remember that I stormed out of the living room and shut the door close, Hopes looked at me and walked out, I heard a glass breaking. When he came back he had a weird aspect like he knew he did something wrong but still felt it was right for him. I should have gotten scared then but he was Hopes, my dear friend ... how could I possibly fear him?
Things like that started to happen every time I had an issue with my mother, my mother always used to say it was bad spirits .. portals I opened in my room. Hopes and I used to laugh about it.
But then ... there was someone that saw him, a friend of my mother asked who was the man that was with me when we were walking home. I looked at here and then to my mother, and I started laughing and told her she needed to see a doctor so he could fix her eyes. After that we had to be more careful, but still we always walked out, we talked everyday until I met Jonathan and Alicia. He started to stay home every time I wanted to go out with my new friends.
And eventually when I was on high school he stared to disappear every now and then. Once he took a whole month without appearing. When he came back he told me he was looking for his physical body ... that he was just a half soul and he needed his body so he could really be with me. I never expected that answer ... it made me feel like I was the worst person in the world. I stopped caring about my dear friend because I started having a lot of friends ... and he wanted to be a part of that. I cried all night long.
A year ago, I started dating the man I live with now, Hopes told me would leave eventually so he could keep on searching for his body ... and he did ... he left me over 3 months ago ... I still hope I will see him one day .. in his physical body.
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