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They’re Watching



Estimated reading time — 3 minutes

As you’re eating dinner, watching reruns on TV, they’re watching.
As you sit on your computer late at night, they’re watching.
When you walk from your bedroom to the bathroom late at night, you can be certain that they’re watching.

They watch everything you do. They listen to every little sound you make. They’re with you every second of the day, and every day of the year. “Who are they?”, you may ask. Well, it’s not so much a question of who they are, but what they are. For the lack of a better name, I simply call them ‘Watchers’. Everybody has one, and you’ve likely already seen yours countless times. It’s in the room with you right this second. Take a quick glance all around you. Chances are, your eyes connected with the eyes of your Watcher.

Oh, but don’t bother looking again, they can’t be seen by normal people. We’re programmed not to take any notice of them. They could be anywhere, though. Hiding behind chairs in your dining room, watching you from atop your refrigerator, staring at you from underneath your desk as you do work, peeping at you from the end of your bed as you sleep. Some people are chosen, however. Chosen to be the few unfortunate bunch that get to see their Watcher. I am one of these unlucky few. They’re never fully exposed, but the sight of one is a sight to pity. They’re almost always hunched over in fetal position, their small, pale, boney body looking as if it would be crushed under the weight of its large head. They have large black, soulless eyes that are always staring right into yours. Always watching you… judging you…

It starts slow, being able to see them. In the course of a few weeks, you’ll begin to see small movements in your peripheral vision. You will throw these occurrences off as normal, well, until the noises begin. The noises gradually get more and more defined over two or three weeks. In my experience, it was the slow patting of feet shuffling across my hardwood floor as I was trying to sleep. Then I begun to hear it graze the shower curtains as I shampooed my hair. Finally, I could hear it whispering to me when I was alone in a language I had never heard before. For weeks, I thought that I was crazy. For weeks, I considered checking myself into a mental hospital. For weeks, I felt like killing myself. That is, until I finally saw it.

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It was about a a year and a half ago, and I was reading Robert Stevenson’s novel, “Treasure Island”. As usual, I heard the slow patter on the floor coming from the furthest corner of my room to the end of my bed. Annoyed, I looked up, expecting the usual nothingness that I was used to seeing for the past months. When I looked up, it was the same sight I was used to seeing. There was however, something about this sight that made me feel uneasy. Finally, I noticed it staring at me from between the bars at the end of my bed. I could just see the outline of its head in the dark of the night. I quickly looked back at my book, acting as if I hadn’t seen it in hope that it would just go away. I sat there paralysed for what seemed like half an hour before I looked up again. It was still there staring at me. Looking at me. Watching me.

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You have likely had this same experience. The difference is that you don’t notice it watching you. You’re not supposed to notice it. It doesn’t want to be noticed. After a few days I began seeing it everywhere. Looking up at me from under the table while I ate dinner, in passing cars on my way to work, my watcher appeared everywhere. I scream at it to go away, but it just stares at me. I throw things at it, but it doesn’t move. My girlfriend and friends all left me because they thought I was acting psychotic. My family keeps telling me that they can help me, but I don’t need help. I just need to stare back, and it’ll go away. I rarely move anymore. I figure that if I bore it, it’ll finally leave. I’ll just have to sit here and watch it.

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I’m… always watching it…

Credit To: RyRy

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62 thoughts on “They’re Watching”

  1. This creepypasta is the simplest, yet most creepy one I’ve ever read. It genuinely made me look around my room and I started getting the feeling I was being watched by one of these things

  2. Pencil on Paper

    I was in bed whilst reading this in my dark bedroom. You legitimately made me look and you may or may not have scared the crap out of me. This was an awesome read. I loved it.

  3. ahhh this story there are more variations but same basic start and idea some are saying that the noises and the movement you see at night are the watchers there all your fears some say if you see them they kill you like a no witness thing

  4. beautifully written and it is true they never leave us alone but be careful dont make them mad. i have a friend who has been physically injured. dont stare back

  5. When I read the description of the Watcher, why did I imagine Gollum from Lord of the Rings stroking the foot of my bed like “My preciousssssss”?

  6. so.. im starting to see it too then. cause i hear shuffling around, and im always uneasy.. and now im waking up to whispering noises in my ears.. blah.

  7. I haven’t read much on this site, so all the "so sick of this" doesn’t apply to me. However, I like this idea as the first page of a full book. It’s just creepy enough and leaves me wanting to know more about how the lead character deals with his gift. er… curse.

  8. I thought this was pretty well done. Been reading other Pasta’s to try to get inspired to write up my own. Over-all, very great done. Nicely done and thought out.

  9. This does sound like a take on schizophrenia. I thought at the end though that the person also became a watcher, to which the watcher was a human just like the person being watched. I thought they were each other’s watcher, or just the theory I thought of anyways :P

  10. Great pasta! My watcher must have a really boring not-life, though. I hope it likes rage comics and Xbox games, because that’s about all I did this summer!

  11. lol it was funny when i read ‘its watching you right this second’ or something like that. and i was on a toilet so loool. nice view for him.

  12. I see too much

    I know if I say this, I’ll get hateful comments about how full of it I am. But I have seen something like this. I fel things. Odds are I have a mental disease. But iI’ve always felt eyes watching me. Don’t judge someone unless you know how they feel.

    1. I Consist Entirely of Lego Bricks.

      Huh. I get that feeling too sometimes; just sitting with an open space behind me. I really hope I’m just being paranoid…

  13. This is the first pasta I have read, story telling is very nice and believable involving relatives and friends..

    The thing is when the watchers appearance was described, it did not scare me that much, I thought of it more like an ET image.lol

    (if wathcers appearance was described like the old lady ghost from insideous movie, then I’d be a lot scared, I guess)

    anyways, its not the scare that counts for me its how this was told.it’s nice, 9 for me.

  14. BloodyNightmare

    Actually people really do see stuff like this. Its called schizophrenia, and I have it. I really liked it, because of that.

  15. To Blah – love your comment looooooollll

    When I started reading the pasta, had to skip the first 4 paragraphs, cuz this “they are watching” staff is becoming really annoying. The ending made me laugh, rather than scare at all. Meh

  16. Is this story legit please tell me because if not than you have uncovered a nasty truth if it is true than please tell me a way to contact you for reasons I dont want everyone seeing

  17. “Everybody has one, and you’ve likely already seen yours countless times.”

    “Oh, but don’t bother looking again, they can’t be seen by normal people.”

    Consistency is your friend.

  18. Oh my God, I /hate/ stories like these. I want an actual /story,/ not someone saying “teh monsterz is wachin, lerkin, n comin!!!!” for several paragraphs. It wasn’t scary the first time. What makes you think it’s scary the 100th?
    In all fairness, this one was /slightly/ (and I stress that) different from the others because there is a little bit of a background story. But there really isn’t much depth and it’s still in the same category as the one’s I’m talking about.
    No more, please!

  19. That was really good pasta. I loved it C: Cliche with a huge twist… Almost beautiful, in fact. Thank you for this delicious pasta! :D

  20. Meh, it isn’t a bad read, but it is the typical “they are doing this and that” type of pasta. Feels like there are way too many of these. I guess the they part is there to represent the unknown or something, but I never enjoyed these.

  21. I am so sick of these kinds of pastas “they are watching you” or “they are in your refridgerator” or “they are in your underpants” don’t make them angry or they might poo on you or something

        1. Dude,learn your Japanese people. They introduce themselves with their first name last wnd their last name first. Deal with it.

    1. I think if my watcher came to me, I’d try to befriend it. As a matter of fact, I’d try to befriend many of the creepypastas that I DO end up reading, except for a really select few.

  22. Pretty creepy stuff and well written. Had to look up and check out the room to see if my watcher was there! Glad it wasn’t!!!

      1. I’m pretty sure mine pokes my back at night and climbs on my legs. I always feel it and … well fuck, now I know what the hell it is.

    1. Hello. Did this really happen?? If it did, that’s amazing! I’ve heard actually a whole bunch of stories like this. The Watchers are real. But is this story?

    2. Hello. Did this really happen?? If it did, that’s amazing! I’ve heared actually a whole bunch of stories like this. The Watchers are real. But is this story?

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