Your curation in your room was shut as it always was, blocking any view from the outside, regardless you sat at your desk trying to focus, but you felt a cold piercing into the back of your head. This feeling was nothing new to you, you felt it often but every so often, it would get to you, and make you question if you where really alone or not. Now was one of those times. You sat in you room trying to catch up on the latest creepypasta, so needless to say times like these you would blame you freaking your self out, by reading scary stories at 3 am. After hours of surfing creepypasta wiki, you deiced you skied yourself out enough, and you should at least get a few hours of sleep before school in the morning. 

Your alarm goes off, you check your phone for the time read 6:30am," whoever came up with the idea of school starting before the ass crack of dawn should be shot"  you mumble to yourself. You then put your phone back down, and groggily crawl out of bed, making your way to your bathroom. You play with yourself, making sure your alive and to your disappointment you were, meaning you had to go to school. 

You walk out of your bedroom and begin to get dressed, nothing special just a hoodie and some pants with your converse. You pull your hair up, grab your earbuds, and swing your backpack over your shoulder and begin to make your way downstairs where your mother is preparing breakfast. You put your bag on the chair in front of your father who was reading the newspaper, in his suit and tie ready for work. 

"morning mom and dad" you say pulling out your chairing and sitting down smiling "whats cooking?" 

"bacon and eggs, you need the protein" your mother hands you a plate and stops to look at you "you where up late last night weren't you?" she cocks and eyebrow at you knowing full well that you where. 

"uhhh..ya..bu-" you where interrupted by a light mask on the hand, nothing that has ever came close to leaving a bruise or any harm. 

"You know how i feel about you staying up late reading those stories on a school night, on the weekends i don't care, but you need your rest so your not sleeping through class" Your mother turns around and starts making a second plate for your father and hands it to him. She gives him a quick kiss on the cheek as she set the plate down. 

"Thank you honey, and (N/A) listen to your mother, i can't have any daughter of mine sleeping through class" your father winked at you and gave a soft smile, you knew what he was implying. You and your father never had much in common, he was a banker, and you wanted to be a writer, your guys logic just classed naturally, however you two would never argue, or fight, your always solve your guys problems though video games. You two would always get into when you would play Mario, something your mother would even join in on sometimes. If you slept through class, your grades would slip, which meant getting grounded until you brought them up, meaning no video games with dad..or at all.

You smile softly, and nod "i'll be fine, don't worry guys." you start to shove food in your face, when you finish your plate, you stand up and rinse it off and set it aside. You walk over to the table grab your bag and give your mom a kiss on the cheek "i got to go, or i'll be late again" 

You again swing your bag over your shoulder and walk out the door putting in your earbuds, and kicking a can. With your music blasting you begin to walk down the sidewalk kicking a can all the way to school. Humming the words to your favorite song, you approach your school, to see a large crowd at the front of the entrance. You assume another fight, but as you get closer, you see police cars, you take out your earbuds and ask one of your classmates who were in the back of the crowd what was going on. 

"somebody broke into the school, and rampaged through several classrooms." she looks at you clearly on edge "they say whoever it was, was looking for someone or something" You looked at her with wide eyes, when a cop stands up above the crowd and begins to speak. 

"Students and staff of Richfeild High, last night, there was a break in. So far nothing has been reported missing, or stolen, and the only thing that seems to be broken is a window. Everything else if fine i assure you. The classrooms had nothing more the paper scattered on the floor. We suspect that it was a student attending here who is only looking for attention. Regardless of the reason, they will be found and will be taken down town. I assure you, none of anyone is in any danger. That is all" and with that, he stepped down and began to get into his car. The crowd slowly started to shrink as the school started letting people into the building. You went to your locker, trying to ignore what happened, knowing it wasn't going to happen it's all anybody is going to talk about for a few weeks, and honestly you couldn't really blame them. You open your locker, and found everything in place, except a note. Another love letter you assume, you receive them regularly. You took it and inspected it. It was an package, with a pink heart sealing it. The other side had your name drawn in pink. You rolled your eyes and tossed it in the trash. You hate pink, and anything with it. 

You grab your text books, and shut your locker and head to class. A crowd outside your classroom, the door was shut, but soon opened. You sat your stuff down on your desk and sat down. your fingers traced a carved heart in the desk. You informed your teacher, and she responded with a thank you, she will figure out who did it, and she assured you that you wouldn't be blamed for it. You nodded and went on with class. Sitting there listening, trying to push down that feeling again. 

School went by as fast as it could, for it being school that is. At the end of the day you go to your locker to put your books back and found another letter. You picked it up and inspected it. It was black, unsure of what it was about you put it in your pocket and began to walk home. When you get home, your mother runs to you, and hugs you tightly "i was worried about you, the school called informing me about what happened. are you ok? how about some hot tea?" befor you can say anything she runs off to make you some tea. You smile to yourself. 

"im fine mom, nothing happened at school while i was there, it was all late last night from what i understand." you toss your bag upstairs, knowing youll pick it up later when you go upstairs. 

"i know, but a mother always worries for her baby." she pors some honey into the tea and begins to stir it. "your father should be home soon, it's a weekend so i was thinking we could hang play some games?"  you look at her and smile, she was never very good at them and didn't care for them but enjoyed it when we all played together. 

"sounds fun, im going to change into more comfortable clothing" you say heading upstairs, an excuse to read the letter in your pocket. You pick up your bag and head into your room, setting the bag down by your bed as you plop down pulling out the letter. There wasn't anything special about it, no words, no stickers, no pick, nothing. You open it, and inside is a silver necklace with a turtle on it. you thought it odd, beautiful, but odd never the less. you put on the necklace, and pull out the paper inside. You unfolded it and it  read "together, forever" confused at what it meant, and who gave it to you, you set it aside. Standing up you change into some fuzzy pants and walk downstairs, your mother sitting in her spot, between two chairs, between you and your father exactly. You sat next to her and took a sip of the tea. "thank you" your mother nodded and looked at you. 

"where did you get that?" noticing the necklace right away. 

"another letter, it came inside, i thought it was kinda cute." you say looking down at it. 

"you know if he see's you wearing that he is going to think your interested, who was it this time?" she takes a sip of her coffee. 

"didn't say" you  shrug as your father walks in. He turns and see's you and your mother sitting, he smirks at the two of you. 

"you guys have a few minutes to warm up, while i get changed" You set up the Switch for three people, and put in Mario party.

Your father Jumps out from around the corner giving a playful, but yet mighty roar "You girls are going down, a mans house is his kingdom" he was wearing his Mario pajamas. He wore them every chance he gets. He sat down and the round began. A few hours of you all yelling and laughing goes by, and you order pizza, and play some more. The night was filled with laughter and weird faces mocking one another. 

....That feeling again...

"whelp, i'm turning in for the night." your father stands up "are you coming my queen?" he holds a hand out for his wife. Your mother giggles, and takes his hand, he gives he a kiss on the cheek and picks her up bridal style carrying her to there room. "good night (Y/N), don't stay up to late alright?" your father turns and smirks at you "and no boys over ether" he winks and goes back into his room, he seen the necklace. 

You decide to watch a movie, you were in the mood for horror like normal so you decided on silent hill. You make yourself a cup of hot cocoa and crawl in under a blanket, chilling watching the movie. 

....That feeling...its getting stronger....

It gets strong enough to where you end up checking the living room, and the kitchen. A quick movement of a white blur is seen through the corner of your eye, you quickly turn around  and run in the direction, of it. You see something move outside, and agents your better logic you put on some shoe's and follow it. If there really is a cause to this feeling of constantly being watched, you want to know what once and for all. You run in behind the house and find nothing. You sigh, and just assume it was a car or something. You turn around and stop dead in your tracks. A man not much taller than you standing right across, his hair as black as ash, draped across his face so you couldn't see any facial features. He wore a white hoodie, his hood was up, it had red stains on you. You kept your distance, instantly regretting not listening to your better logic. 

"it pleases me to see you where the necklace i gave you"  a soft chuckle from his voice. 

at a loss for word, so many questions ran through your mind. Who was this guy? How did he know you? How did he know where you lived? What did that letter mean? your mind raced with more questions than what your moth can say. "wh-who are you" you said clearly confused. 

"a long time admire" he smoke softly he stood perfectly still. Silence for what felt like forever, it was only broken by the sound of breaking branches in the woods behind your house. "that's my que to leave, sweetie, sorry i couldn't stay longer, next time maybe" in one swift movement he swiftly moved from where he was standing, to not even a foot away, and grabbed your cheeking pulling you in for a kiss. Then just as quick he pulled away and ran off" You stood stunned for a few moments, then quickly ran back into your house and slammed the door shut locking it. You went up to your room and cried softly, terrified of what just happened. You soon settled down, and just as soon fell asleep.