Board Thread:Writer's Workshop/@comment-26006009-20150303090906

I have this short pasta. I'm not sure if it would qualify as scary for anyone so I need a little advice and critique. I want it to be short and sweet, so do provide tips. Also, I know the title is meh, I'll worry about that part later.

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There is something odd about that new kid next door. Some would say he was just a timid child who's adjusting to his new home, but for me, he had this odd vibe about him. Every time I see him, we always make eye contact. His stares glued to mine. Even as I turn away, I can feel his eyes piercing through the back of my head.

One night, I arrived home from work at 2 in the morning as usual. As I shut the door to my car, I took notice a gleaming reflection coming from my neighbor's window. There he was, that damn kid, staring at me with his soulless eyes. Irritated, I motioned him to go back to sleep, but he remained unphased, which only annoyed me further.

Upon entering my home, I dropped my keys on the coffee table and began removing my coat when again, "little Timmy" was staring at me. This time through my living room window from his own. I lundged over and shut the curtains to protect my privacy.

I checked my messages, brushed my teeth and head to my room to sleep. As soon as I switched off the lights, I spotted that kid again. This time on the second floor window, perpendicular to mine. We had a stare down before I stomped over to the window to shut the blinds.

Just before I could grasp the strings, the boy held up a peice of paper pressed against the glass. I paused for a second. This was the first time the child had attempted to communicate with me. I squinted my eyes to focus on the child's handwriting on the paper... My heart sunk.

"There's someone in your house."

Then I heard foot steps behind me. 