The Eye
It’s late. You shouldn’t be up like this, you know.
It’s not healthy, surrounding yourself in utter darkness, with nothing but a dull monitor to illuminate your surroundings, utterly defenseless. Your internal conscious could already be laughing at me. You could be thinking to yourself that you are entirely aware of where this is going. Well, it’s your funeral.
I’m here to warn you. In precisely four minutes and thirteen seconds, something will catch the corner of your eye. You’ll turn your head sharply, attempting to focus your vision. Your cat will slink past, wryly waving its tail. Your relief will overcome you, as you gently welcome your feline companion into your lap. In exhaustion, the poor animal will collapse, a purr of contentment filling the air.
As you continue perusing the internet, you will notice something strange about your pet. You look down, to notice a note has been tucked into its collar. It’s blank. You question this, but return to the internet. Your cat shivers, stretches, and jumps from your lap, scurrying off. The note, which you’ve conveniently placed next to your computer, begins to bleed with dark ink. You open the crumpled paper, holding it to the light of the monitor. It’s then that an illustration of an eye will appear.
It’s then you realize that you don’t own a cat.
Now, this is retribution. If you have any hope of saving yourself, find a scrap of paper. Draw the eye.
Turn off your monitor. Surround yourself by darkness. Don’t you dare close your eyes. Blink, and this will all be for naught. You will be dead before you even felt your eyes close.
Kneel. Fold the illustration, and place it within arms reach of you. By now, you should feel it on you. The eye will be watching. It will choke your breath. You must try. Utter the following: “I can see you.”
Drop the illustration, and return to your computer.
I’m sorry to say, the watchful eye will never cease. You will always feel it. It’s watching you now.
Nice shirt.
The Eye,
Well now, I’m flattered. I got a couple on sale from Aeropostale. I can lend you my discount card if you want.
“It’s then you realize that you don’t own a cat.”
It was interesting at first, but once it got to that line I couldn’t take it seriously. I mean really… I’m sorry, but I just can’t relate to a character with Alzheimer’s.
The link to normal things killed the suspense =/
Otherwise, nice pasta.
yobro wut if i own a dog insted my rutwillr can probly own cats
I’m sitting at school, and I decided to check to see if there was a new story posted.
And what do you know, there was!
I liked it.
And thanks, my boyfriend bought me this shirt, I love it =)
…But I DO have a cat. Two of them.
This story is completely amateur.
I liked it. I think the last line made it a little more creepy.
Oh, and WHO WAS EYE?
Uhm… Is it just my computer, or did the layout of this site totally change?
It’s ok, I guess. I really don’t like it that much, but it’s your call.
It was alright up until “THEN YOU REALIZE YOU DON’T OWN A CAT OOOOOHHHH NOOOOEES”. What dumbass would not know if they had a cat or not?
I have a cat. This creepypasta is madness.
huh…well this would be scarier if i weren’t reading this at 8:30 pm, with all the lights on and my family sitting on the couch right next to me.
still though, i suppose u really were reading it the way its described, i would be creeped out. I like how it gets really specific with the time (4 minutes and 13 seconds)
I think I like this creepypasta
It’s kinda creepy to think about an eye watching you all the time
I’d like to have a cat that brought such madness upon me
WHO WAS CAT?
Haha, who the fuck is dumb enough to welcome a cat onto their lap without realizing that they don’t own a cat? If I were to be sitting in the dark reading creepypasta and a random cat showed up in my living room, I would probably kill it.
I’d be just dumb enough to keep the cat and don’t let it leave… maybe it’ll change the effect of the story and I can keep the kitty, sounds like a good deal to me
I’m sorry but I just couldn’t take this story seriously. Who in the hell forgets that they don’t own a particular animal and then let that said animal into their comfort zone. The eye watching you bit is a good concept, but could’ve been delivered a hell of a lot better than the protagonist letting an animal they forgot they never owmed sit in their lap.
Haha, alright good enough. Last sentence killed this for me, so bad.
Lol xD
If a cat jumped up into my lap
and I didn’t own one I’d probably freak out.
Anyways…. nice story
Hello.
This is a creation of the utmost pulchritude and jouissance.
I marvel at what has been wrought in this fine work, and what will be wrought as a result of its existence.
Such joy I feel.
Mr. Welldones last blog post..On Curiosity
im not even wearing a shirt.
so there.
Why, thank you, Mr. Eye! I like this shirt, too. It’s a bit pedo for you to be complementing me, though…in other words, if you don’t GTFO now, you’re gonna get vanned. Have fun!
Creepy, I guess, if it weren’t for two things.
1. I DO own a cat.
2. I’m not wearing a shirt.
I have 5 cats….
Damn. I was about to be all like, “Joke’s on you! I don’t even HAVE a pet anymore! Hahaha!”
Damn.
BUT WHO WAS CAT?
I felt this story was thoroughly uninspired.
It’s foundations are in what has now become cliché.
Lame.
At least make an effort of having a different breed or color of cat to make it work. Unless the person was high, then maybe he/she would not realize that he/she owns a cat.
Hah! I do in fact own 3 cats! None of them wear collars either. Lol.
Other then the cat thing, it was pretty good. The shirt comment made it more creepy somehow.