Paranoid

"I'm paranoid, j...just paranoid." I stammered under my breath. "Just calm down and think about what happened today." I said to myself.

It started as regular a day could be. I woke to the sound of thunder crashing shaking the foundation gently. After I dragged myself out of bed I treated myself to eggs and bacon. Then I stepped into the summer rain that was pouring like cats and dog and set out for a day in the library.

Slowly I climbed the water filled step tops. I was reaching for the golden door knob when I got this undescribable feeling that someone was following me, watching me. Slowly but carefully my head turned, my body followed uncertainly until my back was to the library door. My eyes scanned the street, picking up every little movement. I saw nothing, quickly I turned and flung the door open eager for the company of others.

My day continued as followed: 1. I finished my book 2. I took a nap I remember my dream clearly now. My sight was blurred but I could tell I was surrounded by darkness. My vision was suddenly cleared, I could feel someone watching me. I turned very slowly, very cautiously. There IT was wearing black from head to toe. Head slightly tilted in a deep voice IT said "I'm watching you." I woke breathing hard and covered in cold sweat.

After I calmed down I saw that the library was dark. Locked-in. I was locked-in. As fast as I could I ran to the front door, pounding I screamed at the top of my lungs "HELP!" "PLEASE HELP ME!" I stopped screaming only to be greeted by silence. Tears now streaking my pale face I knew this would be my last night.

I walked the section of the library frequently checking over my shoulder. I knew it was here. I could feel It watching me. What was IT waiting for? Why was IT torturing me? Coat hangers looked like IT was waiting in the corner. Posters looked like IT was watching through a window. Everything looked like IT.

Umbrella in hand I crept through the fiction section. "I'm paranoid, j...just paranoid." I stammered under my breath. I looked down at my umbrella something was wrong. I looked closer. An engravement? That wasn't there before. The engravement said: Lights out "Lights out?" I repeated wondering what that ment. "LIGHTS OUT!!!!" came a scream from behind. Everything went black.

The next day the librarian found our hero unconscience.