In the silence of my room, I feel a presence. A shadow seems to follow me everywhere. My heart races at the slightest sound. Wandering eyes seem to peer through the walls. All around me, there's a sense of unease. The feeling of being watched never fades. Constantly, I find myself looking over my shoulder. Hours drag on, each moment feeling like an eternity. Every corner hides something sinister. Dark whispers fill the air, echoing my fears.
