CreepyPasta/ can you see them?

Close your eyes. Can you see them? Count yourself lucky if you don’t know what I’m talking about.

Ever since I was little, I could see “things”. No, I’m not crazy, or a schizophrenic. It’s kind of hard to explain, but when I close my eyes, I see them. Them, being what I call, “bits”. I call them bits because they’re just bits and pieces. They haunt me. Torture me. I’ll tell you about them, if you let me.

When I was a child, I had a very wild imagination. Being that I would easily scare myself into thinking there was a monster under my bed. I would imagine the most fucked up things, and they would plague my mind until I couldn’t stay awake any longer. I wouldn’t say that this is the result of what’s happening to me now, but it does have something to do with it.

Anyway, I would see things when I closed my eyes. The bits… they’re kinda… scary… I guess. If you could call a darkened face with bloodshot eyes hurling towards you, scary. Or the hand that comes out of nowhere. I could feel it tug at my face, my skin being pulled from my muscle. It hurts.

Okay, I can’t just see them, but I can feel them, too. It’s horrifying. I hate it. And I know I’m not the only one. I’ve talked to others, and they have described similar cases to mine. Similar feelings. Similar pain.

I don’t know how to stop them. I’ve never actually faced them before. I’ve always opened my eyes before they truly “get” me. I can’t help it. It feels like they’re taking my breath out of me. Like my lungs just collapse and I’m knocked to the floor. God, is it painful.

You, out there. You know who you are. You see “them”. The “bits” or whatever you like to call them. Please. You feel the pain. The air escaping you. It’s only a matter of time before they catch up. Take you. Others, the ones I’ve talked to. Some of them are missing. There are no reports on them, of course. They all live alone, no close relatives, no friends. Nobody knows they’re gone.

Please. Help us. If you know anything, how to stop them. Please. Tell us. They’re has to be one person who knows how to stop it before it’s too late. Please. I am begging.

Anyway, I’m getting tired. So I think… I’ll get some shut eye…