A short horror story | Maybe I Will – 1
Have you ever had that feeling? The one where you think there’s someone watching you? It feels like something prickling your back, tickling it, but not pleasurably. Because I have. And it’s not fun.
I really shouldn’t be writing this. He might find out. Might come for me, like he has, the others. But I am. Because soon it won’t matter. But someone else should know the truth. The secret.