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Filipe Silva
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00:00Do you ever get that feeling you're being watched?
00:02That prickly sensation on the back of your neck when you're all alone in a room?
00:05Most of us just shake it off, blame it on an overactive imagination.
00:09But what if you were right?
00:10What if something was watching?
00:12This is the story of 10-year-old Leo, and the night his ordinary world was ripped open
00:16by a single, tiny hole.
00:18Leo lived in a house that was old, but not the charming kind of old you see in magazines.
00:22It was just old.
00:23The floors creaked, the pipes groaned, and a faint, musty smell clung to everything,
00:27no matter how much his mom cleaned.
00:29His bedroom was his sanctuary, a small universe filled with posters of spaceships, shelves
00:34of fantasy books, and a galaxy of glow-into-dark stars stuck to his ceiling.
00:38It was his safe space, until one Tuesday afternoon.
00:41He was on the floor, building a ridiculously complex spaceship out of plastic bricks, when
00:45his favorite red piece skidded under his bed.
00:48With a sigh, he got on his hands and knees to retrieve it.
00:51The dust bunnies under there were legendary, but as his eyes adjusted to the gloom, he saw
00:55something else, something new.
00:57Right in the middle of the wall, down near the baseboard, was a hole.
01:00It wasn't big, maybe the size of a coin.
01:02It was perfectly round, with edges so clean it looked like someone had drilled it with
01:06surgical precision.
01:07This was weird.
01:08His mom was a fanatic about the state of the house.
01:10She would have noticed a hole.
01:12He hadn't made it.
01:12He poked a finger into it, expecting to feel the rough texture of the other side of the
01:16drywall.
01:17Maybe the insulation.
01:18But his finger meant nothing.
01:20It was just empty.
01:21An abyss of perfect blackness.
01:22He pressed his eye to the opening, but it was like looking into a bottle of ink.
01:27No light, no texture.
01:28Just a profound, unsettling void.
01:30Curiosity quickly turned to a slight unease.
01:33He shrugged it off, grabbed his brick, and tried to forget about it.
01:36But the image of that perfect, black circle was hard to shake.
01:39That night, dinner was the usual chaotic affair.
01:42His dad talked about work.
01:43His mom asked about school.
01:45And Leo mostly just pushed his peas around his plate, his mind replaying the discovery of
01:49the hole.
01:49He didn't mention it to his parents.
01:51How would he even explain it?
01:53Hey, a mysterious, perfectly drilled hole just appeared in my wall.
01:56They'd probably just blame him for it.
01:58Or worse, they'd patch it up.
02:00And for some strange reason, he didn't want it patched.
02:02He needed to know what it was.
02:04Later, tucked into bed, the familiar comfort of his room felt different.
02:08The friendly shadows cast by his toys seemed to stretch and twist into menacing shapes.
02:12The gentle glow of his nightlight seemed weaker, pushed back by an unseen darkness.
02:16Every creak of the old house made him jump.
02:18He kept glancing towards the wall, where he knew the hole was hiding in the shadows near
02:21the floor.
02:22He tried to read, losing himself in a world of dragons and wizards, but his eyes kept
02:26darting back to that spot.
02:27It was like a magnet, pulling at his attention.
02:30He eventually turned off his lamp, plunging the room into near-total darkness, save for
02:34the faint moonlight filtering through his curtains and the plastic stars on his ceiling.
02:38He rolled onto his side, facing the wall, and he waited.
02:41He didn't know what he was waiting for, but a primal instinct told him to stay awake,
02:45to watch.
02:45Ours seemed to crawl by.
02:47The house settled into a deep silence, the kind that makes your own breathing sound like
02:51a storm.
02:52Leo's eyelids grew heavy.
02:54He was just about to drift off, to surrender to sleep.
02:56When he saw it, a flicker, a tiny, almost imperceptible shift in the darkness near the
03:01floor.
03:02He held his breath, his heart suddenly hammering against his ribs.
03:05From the inky blackness of the hole, a light began to emerge.
03:08Not a bright light, but a soft, biological glow.
03:10And then, it focused.
03:12It wasn't a light.
03:13It was an eye.
03:14A single, unblinking eye, staring out from the hole.
03:17It was wide and round, with an iris that seemed to shift in color, swirling with shades
03:21of gray and a deep, cold blue.
03:23There was an intelligence in that gaze.
03:25An ancient and unnerving curiosity.
03:27It wasn't human.
03:28It wasn't animal.
03:29It was something.
03:30Other.
03:30Leo was frozen.
03:31A scream was trapped in his throat.
03:33A solid lump of pure terror.
03:35He couldn't move.
03:35Couldn't breathe.
03:36Couldn't tear his gaze away from the single, luminous eye that was staring directly at him.
03:40It didn't blink.
03:41It just watched.
03:42It saw him.
03:43It knew he was awake.
03:44He could feel its gaze, like a physical touch, cold and analytical.
03:48It was examining him, studying him like a bug under a microscope.
03:51The rest of the room, the world, his own body, it all just melted away.
03:54There was only him, and the eye in the wall.
03:57He had no idea how long he lay there, locked in this terrifying staring contest.
04:01It could have been minutes, or hours.
04:02His mind was screaming at him to run, to yell for his parents, to do asterisk something
04:06asterisk, but his body wouldn't obey.
04:08He was a statue, carved from fear.
04:11The eye seemed to drink in his terror, its swirling iris pulsing faintly with every frantic
04:15beat of his heart.
04:16There was no malice in its gaze, no anger, just a calm, detached, and utterly alien observation.
04:22And that was somehow the most terrifying part.
04:25It wasn't angry at him.
04:26It just dot dot dot was.
04:28Then, as slowly and silently as it had appeared, the eye began to recede.
04:32The soft light pulled back into the void, the swirling colors shrinking until they were
04:36just a pinprick, and then nothing.
04:38The hole was once again a circle of perfect, impenetrable black.
04:42The spell was broken.
04:43Leo gasped for air.
04:44A ragged, shuddering breath that felt like his first, he scrambled backwards in his bed,
04:49pressing himself against the headboard, pulling his knees to his chest.
04:52He didn't take his eyes off the spot.
04:54He sat there, trembling, until the first gray light of dawn began to creep into his room,
04:59chasing the shadows away.
05:00Only when the sun was fully up, painting his room in the warm, familiar colors of morning,
05:04did he dare to move.
05:06He slid cautiously out of bed, his legs shaking.
05:08He approached the wall like it was a caged animal.
05:11He had to see.
05:12He had to know it was real, that he hadn't just had the world's most vivid nightmare.
05:16He knelt down, his heart pounding.
05:18He reached out a trembling hand to touch the edge of the hole, but his fingers met a smooth,
05:22painted surface.
05:23He blinked.
05:24He ran his hand over the wall again.
05:25It was seamless, perfect.
05:27There was no hole, no mark, no sign that anything had ever been there.
05:30The paint was smooth, the same faded yellow as the rest of the wall.
05:34There wasn't even a speck of dust out of place.
05:36It was gone.
05:37The hole, the void, the eye, it was all gone.
05:39He spent the next hour frantically searching.
05:41He knocked on the wall, listening for a hollow sound.
05:44He ran his hands over every inch of the baseboard.
05:47He even tried to peel back the paint with his fingernail, earning him a scolding from his
05:50mom when she came in to wake him.
05:52To her, he was just a boy acting strangely, defacing the wall.
05:56To him, the world had fundamentally broken.
05:58He never told anyone what he saw who would believe him.
06:00He would have sounded crazy.
06:02The boy who saw an eye in a disappearing hole, but he knew what he saw.
06:05The memory was burned into his mind, the perfect black circle, the swirling alien iris, the
06:10cold, intelligent gaze.
06:12From that day on, Leo was never quite the same.
06:14He couldn't sleep without a bright light on, one that banished every single shadow from
06:18his room.
06:18He never again left his bed facing the wall.
06:20He would sometimes just stand in his room and stare at that spot, running his hand over
06:24the smooth, uninterrupted surface, half expecting his fingers to plunge into that cold emptiness
06:29once more.
06:30The hole never came back.
06:31But Leo knew with a certainty that chilled him to his core, that the eye was still there,
06:35on the other side of the wall.
06:37In that place that wasn't a place, it was just waiting, watching, and he knew, with a
06:41terrifying sense of finality, that one day it might decide to look again.
06:45He still wonders what's on the other side of the wall.
06:47But some questions are better left unanswered.
06:49Thanks for sticking with me through that chilling tale.
06:52Sometimes the scariest things are the ones we can't explain.
06:55If you enjoy stories that get under your skin, be sure to hit that like button and subscribe
06:59for more.
07:00Let me know in the comments if you've ever had a strange, unexplainable experience in
07:03your own home.
07:04Until next time, stay curious, and maybe keep a nightlight on.
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