I’ve always felt something strange around me. Not every day, not all the time — but often enough to know it’s real. Something weird. Something terrible. Something I can’t even describe… only feel.
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It started a few weeks ago. I was sitting in the living room with my family. Everything was normal — the TV was on, someone was laughing, the lights were warm and low.
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Then I felt it.
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Something moved just outside the room. I didn’t see it — not clearly — but I sensed it, like the air shifted, like something invisible had passed by. A cold sweep, like a breath of wind with no window open.
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I looked toward the hallway.
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Nothing.
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But deep inside, I knew… something had walked past.
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Since then, the feeling grew stronger. Especially at night. Whenever I went to the washroom, I felt like it was watching me. I’d catch myself turning around, feeling the weight of invisible eyes on me. Sometimes the mirror felt... wrong, like there was a second version of me that blinked a moment too late.
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Then came the voices — faint, distant, almost like echoes behind walls.
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That’s when I decided: I needed to find out what it was.
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One night, after everyone had gone to bed, I stayed up. The house was quiet, too quiet. The kind of silence that hums in your ears. It was nearly 2:30 a.m. when I left my room. I walked slowly through the hallway, every step creaking just a little louder than I wanted.
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As I approached the washroom, I noticed the door was slightly open — even though I was sure I had closed it earlier. The light inside flickered faintly.
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I stepped in.
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The air was ice cold. My skin prickled instantly. The mirror was fogged up even though there was no steam. I stood still. Listening.
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Then, from the hallway behind me, I heard it.
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A creaking floorboard.
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I held my breath.
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Something was there. I couldn’t see it, but I knew. I could feel it right behind me. Breathing — not heavily, but softly, too softly.
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I turned toward the door.
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Nothing.
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But the door began to close on its own.
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I whispered, “Hello?”
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No answer.
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I looked back at the mirror.
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That’s when I saw it.
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A shape. Behind me.
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It wasn’t solid. It was like smoke, shaped like a person — tall, hollow, faceless. But it stood there, right behind me in the mirror… even though there was nothing when I turned around.
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My body froze. I couldn’t scream. Couldn’t speak.
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Then came the whisper.
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"You shouldn’t have come here."
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And just like that, the light went out.
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