Always Watching

I couldn't see the monster, but I could feel its eyes on me constantly. I would whip around thinking I finally caught it, but no one was there. No one else seems to feel its eyes, or hear its ragged breaths, so very close to my face. Sometimes I swear I can feel the warm gusts of air, or smell its last meal. My only escape is sleep, the sweet 8 hours of unconciousness where I don't feel, see, or hear anything. But as soon as those precious hours are over, im plunged back into this waking nightmare, constantly haunted by a monster I can't see.