"There Is A Man Behind You" Creepypasta

[Music] my name is Robert Crandall and I play a marginal part in the following story I am attempting to post on the site for scary stories on behalf of the author my friend Jonathan Talley and John is currently serving a prison sentence for manslaughter and I hope that seam is published in a public forum will help ease his mind his mental state has deteriorated considerably and as you'll soon see I am NOT a superstitious person so I have no trouble seeing the deaths of hallucinations of a mentally disturbed individual if you are superstitious I recommend not reading it so here it is a reproduced word-for-word from John's letters that he had wrote to me while in solitary confinement he has pleaded repeatedly almost desperately to post it on some internet site where it'll be read huh as of last week he has been threatening to kill himself if he is not able to see it published on the web for the record I did not do what John accuses me of at the beginning of the story - Jonna you will see the Sunnah and I hope that it brings you some measure of relief I should tell you now dear reader I'm reading the story from presenta a solitary confinement I have been in solitary confinement for a few days now and it is for the best I only hope that this reaches as many people as possible and these are the events that happened to me leading up to the murder in my incarceration now whether you believe me or not is your business but it is the truth and this is New York City I'm getting back home late at night after a fine evening of friends and drinking it starts to rain heavily but luckily I've made it to the subway station so I go down to the subway I get into the car and it's up T one stop later one person gets on and sits in the middle of the car her right on my side a young guy in his early twenties his city was strangely straight posture staring at nothing huh head slightly tilted huh a kind of wild look in his hair his eyes like he hadn't slept in a long time and I put my earbuds in to listen to music my fallen out and let's a plan how nice and two or three stops later a happenin glance up a notice strange like that the distance between this guy and myself seems to allow center he's still sitting the same way and bad completely strange head tilted eyes widened staring at nothing this is weird but maybe I misjudged the distance before I turned back to my phone huh and one stop later I look up and he was only three seats away from me okay now this is getting creepy and I know this guy was getting closer to me for some reason huh what the hell and I say oh look dude there's plenty of seats on the train huh I don't want any trouble hole he turns to look at me briefly huh there was that wildness in his eyes and he turns back facing forward up I'm watching this guy closely now suddenly I noticed that his clothes are completely dry and he had gotten on three stops after me a while it was so raining huh and yet he had no umbrella and was still completely dry here I can only conclude that he had not come from above he had been down in the subway tunnels the entire time at first I'm thinking that he might be homeless but his jacket looks too new and he isn't dirty here oh wow it is New York sometimes there are weirdos on the train he is kind of thin and pale and I'm confident that I could take him in a fight but man I don't want this tonight and I'm still a little dizzy from all the booze suddenly I hear a loud gasp and the guy turns and stares at me at the horrified look in his face what I shout and part of me is get him pissed off at this asshole yet I still feel a shiver down my spine his face is locked in a tableau of fear huh like the exact instant when something terrifying surprises your this guy is not acting that he's afraid the seconds go by feeling like hours the guy's face is still completely frozen in fear and by now I'm sure that he has some kind of mental issue and then he whispers something hurriedly and this had been do what I say gotta and this sim been doin listen Ben dude the sim be newer his whispering is fast and in Sesenta but I still can't make out what he's saying huh speak slower man he gets slightly closer he wins and I'm still looking afraid and this Symbian or this men bind you up this is a man bind you dude what the is wrong with you or and I'm shouting AHA he grabs you by the shoulders of my body shakes from an adrenaline rush there's a man behind you and the guy whispers in my ear and then let's go huh leaning back his face is still wild but now it's different like he's no longer scared for himself he's scared for me I can't help it this incident is so weird so creepy I turn and I look over my shoulder and of course there's nothing there and then I turned back and I see Na theta and the guy is completely God huh and there is nobody in the subway card with me I am out of the Ilona the cell phone the time that I looked back the guy must have ran into the next car and I hurry over and I looked but now all I see her - out of the ladies who give me a weird luck chevre ha I sit down and I think now dear reader I'm a logical man and I'm not religious I really need to see something to believe that I don't believe in a supernatural and fat I'm sure many of these supernatural incidents have perfectly logical explanations based in reality even if they have yet to been discovered the problem is that most people want to believe and so they do there was only one a logical explanation for this vanishing wild-eyed parasite huh someone had spiked my drink it was all just a hallucination huh and it had to be here as soon as I had gotten off the subway and I was above-ground huh I called my friend Rob on the follow huh he was at the bar with me and was known to be a joker I wouldn't put it past him to slip me something huh dude Rob what the I said is the answer huh I pretended like you had no idea what was going on you give me some acid or I was elucidating all the way back home huh John man I really have no idea what you're talking about I swear finally I consider the possibility that he's actually telling the truth and there were other people at the bar denying it fine man but if I find out that you're messing with me I'm gonna freakin kill you and I uh knob I called everybody I knew who had been at the bar that evening and finally I called Dave of course the same old deny deny are you sure and dude I trust you I just don't trust anybody else what about what's-her-name and Jesse's girlfriend she was there by herself which was weird huh maybe they just broke up and she was looking at a rape some guy like me by slipping Alice T into the drink no luck though nobody had poisoned my drink and there was no reason to suspect anybody dead and yet what explanation was there for her disappearing crazy guy for the next few days I didn't think anything of it and life slowly got back to normal I didn't really think of the creepy incident on the train huh I hung out with my friends I went to work I drank at some bars how was even able to take the subway without remembering what happened just a few days prior and then the weird stuff started happening huh and just a light brush against my body hear a soft whisper there an occasional breath it felt like there was someone behind me but whenever I turned to look there was nobody there each time that it happened though I was reminded of the sub-bands declaration there is a man behind you uh a few days later I'm walking home after buying some cigarettes I not only feel a breath but I hear it directly behind me like somebody's face is only a few inches away from my neck and my arms jerked backwards expecting to push away some horrible creeper but I only find thin air and I whirled around to find a completely empty Street and terrified I'd run straight home and I get into bed too scared to think about showering or brush to my teeth thankfully the feeling is gone I'm lying face-up and the mattress feels soft and safe against my back I don't dare turn to my side for the fear that the man will come back hovering over me like some ghastly evil apparition you always see in the horror movies for a few weeks after nothing had happened and I started to feel better not knowingly I'd become the butt of some jokes people thinking that I'm doing NASA together I keep telling them I don't do that anymore I took the stuff years and years ago but only a couple of times and there's no way that it's a flashback people asked me that so many times that pisses me off and no one came forward saying that they had drugged my drink so I assumed it was the one desperate lonely here on the bar hoping I'd become woozy and she'd be able to swoop in and save me but then I began getting this weird feeling that somebody was actually watching it behind me just staring at me a man behind me I would be walking down the street and swear that the man is following me but only to turn back and see no theta and the worst of these incidents was in a restaurant with my dad Julia immediately after sitting down I got that feeling Agana I sense him sitting at the table behind me and I feel his eyes burning holes in the back of my head huh and the man is here in the restaurant watching me with that cold obsessive stare that terrifying expression half a grand half agraja he has bloodshot eyes wide open and staring at him and crazy untamed white hair he is wearing a disheveled vintage we'll call it and don't ask me how I know this but for some reason I just do one Julie starts complaining about why I keep turning backward and she wonders a lot why she isn't entertaining enough to keep my attention huh but finally I whispered to her there is someone watching me some man behind me that is staring at me and do you see Emma but she just frowns at me and looks over my shoulder when I expect to be directly into the man's face I nearly expect her to scream out in terror instead huh I don't see anything she looked at me strangely here she thinks I'm crazy and maybe I am but I know the man is there after this night and Judy never called me or send me a message you gotta up to this point I had thankfully never encountered the man inside of my apartment it had always been on the street or in some public plays I began to avoid leaving my apartment and this gave me some small measure of respite I took off from work and I went for days without leaving my apartment and those blissful days had never felt the man's presence and I began telling everybody that I was sick as an excuse to stay in the apartment if people asked to stop by I obliged but I pretended that I had a coffin already knows dear reader everybody has a weakness some trait that becomes his or her undoing huh the one thing their friends and foes alike no one can use to their advantage for me and this weakness was beautiful women huh hot chicks I am smitten as always I'm not terribly ugly and I have good hygiene and a decent paying job and I try not to be an asshole so I've done rather to be while in a dating game but I am currently single and most of my friends know this so my friend Jimmy sends me a text in a picture app asshole I won't forgive you for this the text errata dude and this hot girl wants to meet you the picture sure enough is a smoking hot italian check college-aged my absolute favorite that text back she wants to meet me or she wants to do more with me keep it in your pants Duda she said nice but maybe more and I don't know I sent her your picture and she seemed really into you okay sounds good where should I meet her come to my party you're both invited 7:00 p.m. hot tonight my place as it turns out there's no girl and Jimmy took the pic from some dating site and baited me into coming to his lame-ass house party in Queens he tells me everybody has been I asked him why I've been so antisocial lately but I'm too pissed off to care I just want to go home as I turned to leave that's what I feel it it hits me like a Brack also familiar but yeah it's still so terrifying and the man is here and the man is behind me at somewhere stereo I turn and I see Emma or rather a half saw him for an instant before somebody passed in front of Emma and by the time the person had moved he was gone but I swear that I'd saw him and I knew him instantly even though I had never actually seen him before her crazed wahad white hair a head that was slightly too large and bloodshot red eyes widen in Santa and his grana an expression that could either be a grin or a growl and impossible to tell he was about average height proudly as tall as me Jimmy had been insisting for several minutes that I'd tell him about my problems completely oblivious to the horror my face find the sa-2 Emma find Jimmy and the reason is I've been avoiding some water and he's here at your party Jimmy gives me a weird look and starts looking around and confused dude you know everybody here who are you talking about Amana a crazy white-haired man that just stares a man with his horrible grin on his face and I think he's stalking me and Jimmy laughs is it like some gay guy or something this pisses me off no Jimmy it's not some gay guy here I wouldn't even care for was some gay guy I love it in fact if it was just this and no this guy is like some psycho killer man he just looks at me like he's haunting me but like he knows that I can't get away enough all I have to do is leave the house and he'll find me okay Jimmy says humor me let's go find this psycho killer at the very least kick him out of the party he leads the way room by room I notice in every person that we pass I don't feel the man anywhere but I'm sure he's in the house somewhere all of a sudden I get the same overwhelming sense of dread oh he's behind me I'm sure of it I turn around and I see a closed door dude what's in there I whisper pointing at the door that's a closet Jonna and Jimmy answers he's in there I'm sure of it I look at Jimmy and I can tell he knows that a not messing with Emma I'm genuinely terrified and it's making him really uneasy he asked the people in the room if they saw anybody go into the closet and everybody answers either no or that they weren't paying attention Jimmy slowly creeps up to the door as he gets closer and the rest of the party around me seems to fall away as if there is nothing but me and Jimmy in the door and the man huh Jimmy gets within 5 stops and I can't help it I freaked out I know that the man is behind the door and that he's coming for me he seems almost gleeful like he's been toying with me the whole time but now he's ready to come for me for real I turn and I run as fast as I can out of the house I vaguely hear Jimmy's screaming at Mia that there's no one there but the closet is empty but it doesn't matter I know that the man is there and I know that he's coming for me and my lungs nearly bursting as I reached these subway entrance I hop over the entrance railing just barely make it under the train as the door closes a second behind me I turn back exhaust data and the man is stopped he's above the stops at the subway entrance standing just out of sight but he knows and more importantly I know that I've escaped for now at least I sigh let in the fear drain from my body and there was only one person on the train with man a big burly guy and dark brown beard and his mid-thirties probably a bit at the gym every day since he was 15 just on a whim I I went up next to him and I said dude and there's a man behind you and he looked at me and his face scrunched up for a second I felt like I was gonna get punched and then he Bellona screw off you're crazy man I couldn't help but laugh yeah it sounded so stupid and I threw my hands up defensively sorry man I'm just drunk don't beat me up I didn't have a drop of liquor in me I hadn't had a single drink since the other night on the train what now all this had started when I get out of the Train a gust of cold wouldn't blows past me as the door to the train closes my brain screams in terror man is there somehow he is here and we both know that and now I'm alone I pulled up the stairs into the night I don't dare look behind me for the fear of what I see but I know what's happening the man has given me a slight at stars but he is now running it sprinting down the street at an unnaturally fast pace he is going to catch me I can feel it I have my keys in hand ass and make it to my apartment building and I Jam the key into the lock I sneak a glance back the street is dark but I can see the hazy outline of his shape as he runs toward me his white hair flapping up and down with each stop and I finally get the door open huh Harry N and I slammed the door behind me in relief washes over me so quickly then I almost black out my heart is pumping a mile a minute I'm gasping like a madman but I can't help but laugh I feel safe now looking out of the window I see hammer or I don't see Emma but I know that he is there he is standing in the darkness just slightly beyond the range of the nearest street lamp if I focus hard I can really see the outline of his white hair after this incident I stopped pretending to be sick I didn't go outside when people asked why I gave them no reason I took some phone calls but I did not let people into my apartment even if they visited and knocked on the door other people came and left so I couldn't prevent the man from getting to the bell dinner but I sure as hell wasn't going to let him into my apartment if my friends insisted that I open up I just got angry with them until they laughed slowly but surely and the inevitable happened I made it through everything in my fridge and then all the canned goods that I had stocked up and then everything in my freezer the last day before my howl released our data i had nothing but a bottle of whiskey whiskey is made from grain right it's like eating a loaf of bread I downed half of it Danelle I was still hungry as all howl I can't help it I cave I order takeout after about half an hour the Chinese delivery guy arrives and I pressed the button to let him in the door in less than a minute I hear his footsteps and my stomach is grumbling in anticipation of getting some real actual food as my doorbell rings I stare out through the peephole and it's an Asian kid either late high school early college age as I opened the door he gets a look at me and gives a start suddenly I become very self conscious I had probably looked like a mass I haven't really been taking care of myself $10.30 and he says to me I get a ten in a five dollar bill and I thrust it into his hand and I snatched my photo thanks I don't need any change I say eager to just close the door thanks madam the kid says smiling and I smiled back briefly and I start to close the door but that just before it closes completely I notice that his smile his grandeur is growl the man he's the man huh I stared at the people I had my breath catches my throat and there is no one there I have a doubt and I stare at my open hands there is no food huh suddenly my apartment is chilly him and the man is not here but something still feels terribly wrong like some protective barrier has been broken ax and now I'm at the mercy of Emma and like the lighting has changed the sunset colors outside of my windows seem more pale and foreboding than usual cold and hungry i lock both the locks of my front door in a hurry into my bed roma under my covers i sigh as a feeling of safety returns I try to reassure myself even if the young delivery guy was a horrible man he is still outside my sleep that evening is dreamless but I still wake up at the start at drenched in cold sweat it is now completely dark outside huh I look at the clock and it says 4:17 a yama and my bladder is completely full I'll I could tell you water bloom that could burst at any moment but when I can't stand it any longer I leap out of the covers and I hurried into the bathroom I started peeing at it it is the most glorious pee that I've ever had in my life I stand there for even a minute after I had finished sign with relief finally I wash my hands decided I'm just going to go back to bed screw the fact that I haven't eaten anything today I'm feeling slightly nauseous and I realized it's because I'm hungover from the whiskey as I leave the bathroom I noticed that there is a weird light of my apartment and that's when I see it my front door is wide open with the strangled yell I rushed over and I slammed shut with a ferocity that surprises even me it's no use though he's here the man is here he used behind me and I turned on the light button and the man is nowhere he is behind me no matter where I turn he's always behind me finally I catch my reflection in a mirror I stare at myself I could see the wild terror in my eyes and my heaving chest is my breath rushes in and out but I see behind me and he is not there not there for a moment my mind can't resolve this conflict and I flip-flop between this overwhelming mental sensation that the man is behind me and the visual proof of the mirror that he is not at first the mirror is truth and then a lie truth and a lie this conflict is strangely comforting huh I go right up to the mirror I looked past my reflection into the room behind me he's not anywhere in the room and yet I know in my mind that he is there that the man exists if I can just make it to my bed I know that I'll be safe I dashed away from the mir and into my bed romo to hide under the covers and the relief I feel is short-lived even though at my back I know that he is there he is buried under the mattress just underneath me and a few loose arms coiling around my rib cage even though my head is against the pillow I could feel his breath against the back of my neck I scream and I jump out of my bed and into the corner of my room the man says buried in my mattress but suddenly he sits up staring at me with those same intense angry eyes in his mouth locked in a grinning growl I can't look up I'm too scared but I know what he looks like in what he's doing he his head slightly and he whispers no escape dear reader you may have felt fear before her but you don't know fear the way I knew it in that instant to have the man staring at you and you knowing that you can escape frozen in fear and I satellite that literally feeling like that for hours but it might has all been days and the man never moved and never said anything else but he just sat there half buried in my bed head cocked and bloodshot angry eyes staring at me there i sat at my corner my Adana completely paralyzed cold sweat dripping from my forehead oh the Sun came up something was weird about him Noah like the light was different for him than it was for everything else in the realm as if the sunlight was not reflecting off him properly after you feeling overwhelming fear for so long all the thoughts finally started to creep into my mind he is feeding off of my fear and yet he hasn't really done anything he has looked at me creepily he has chased me Donna but he hasn't actually done anything physically to me somehow I find the courage to stand up and rush out of the room as I do I feel him behind me every step I take he takes one to imperfect like SAP always close enough that he could wrap his arms around me if you wanted and I figured that I can just get my mind off of Emma and maybe if I can just ease the feeling that he's behind me and my phone is nearly dead but not quiet and grabbing a pair of headphones I thrust them in my ears that matter and the son up as high as it can go and I play a song anything anything just to take my mind off of the man behind me nothing but a good time my poison starts blaring to my eardrums and by the time the lyrics start it's certain to take an edge off of the fear and not listen huh not a dime I can't pay my rent I can barely make it through the week and by the 10 the course starts I'm thinking this might work I might actually just be able to take my mind off of fear I start to become delusional that I may be able to break this man's hold on me with the power of rock and roll and don't need nothing but a good time now how can I resist ain't looking for nothing but a good time and it don't get no better than this and right SLI dad's my arms twist violently behind me and I feel this clammy dead hands on my rest and cold breath on my neck you just think you can shut me off like that comes the cold reptilian boys I scream as I feel the skin on my back splitting open huh I will around seeing a bloody butcher knife on the table huh to this day dear reader I try not to argue that the slice of my back not have possibly been self-inflicted due to its angle but doctors noted that my arm was twisted as well allowing for the possibility that I slashed my own back and they don't believe me dear reader that the arm-twisting slice in my back were both inflicted by the man still feeling the man directly behind me I grabbed the bloody knife and I whirled around it expected the knife to cut into the man's face but instead I find error of course they're still holding the knife i dash out of my apartment and not bothering to lock the door I fly down the stairs and out of the building the man is right on my tail I run out into the streets but he was right behind me here every time I turn he rotates with me like some horrifying cartoon character that you just can't shake and I turn around but he is faster and still behind it I turned again but he's still behind me here I turned one more time and I stab down Werner one of these times I will catch up huh and my knife sinks six or seven inches into an elderly lady's eyeball so and that's the story and I committed manslaughter to this day and that is the part I regret the most I regret that my fear of this man whether or not he is a hose in a sauna and cause the unintended death of another person huh I am sorry beyond what any words can express do not look now and do not move and I would like to once again convey my condolences to mrs. carpenters husband and her son and her son's family she did not deserve this end man if I could go back in time there is a man behind you right now I would turn the knife on myself instead of her if it was my death there instead of hers it would have been better for all parties and now dear reader here I make an apology did you look or even if you did it did you want to any slight doubt any pang of anxiety if so Dinah like the young guy at the beginning of the story I had probably disappeared for myself I am sorry for what you will go through but please believe me when I say I just desperately need relief from the man behind even if it means passing them on to a stranger like yourself and remember that it starts with a brush here and a whisper there a slight sound a footstep passing breath and a Rusin you can explain a sudden prickle on your back my only advise do not ignore him it only makes it worse good luck [Music] [Music]

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Id: 8ZWpK8LMC8Q

Length: 31min 30sec (1890 seconds)

Published: Sun Oct 21 2018