The Watcher Behind Me

I need someone to tell me I’m not losing my mind, because what I’m seeing should not

be possible. Three nights ago, I was scrolling through old pictures on my phone,

deleting random stuff to free space. I got to a selfie I took at my desk last week… and there

was a man standing behind me. Tall. Blurry. Just a silhouette.

At first I thought it was a lighting glitch. But as I zoomed in,

I noticed something: His head was tilted, like he was looking directly at the phone.

And he had no face. Just smooth, pale skin. I freaked out and checked the next

photo in my camera roll. He was closer. Still behind me, but leaning in like