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Mr. eyes story [im still a noob so sry about that]

    I was five or six when I stared seeing Mr. Eyes. I wouldn't call the encounters "sleep paralysis" as much as trying to stay as still as I can so it wouldn't know I'm awake. I wasn't scared, I never got the feel that it would hurt me, I just didn't know what it would do if it knew I was up. I've always wanted to draw it, but was sorta worried about what it would do if given physical form. Again, I never thought it would hurt me, it almost felt like it loved me, in a weird way. I bring this up because I stopped seeing it when I was eight but its been back recently. not sure what the lads deal is but I might keep you all updated if you seem to care enough about this. if anyone else has something like this feel free to tell me.