I felt like I was being watched..

I was about 14 and my friend and I were hanging out home alone at my house. We were chilling in the basement watching a movie and all of a sudden I kept getting this creepy feeling. It felt like someone was watching us. I kept looking and there was no one there. I was thinking I was just being paranoid and then my friend looked at me and had a creepy look on her face. She told me she felt the same thing. It made it even creepier because her and I always had the same weird vibes about things. So I was like “if someone is watching us, I’ll go check”. As I was walking down the hallway, I felt like something was following me. I kept stopping and turning around but it was nothing. I went upstairs and checked my moms room, the kitchen, living room and no one was there. I thought my dad was at work but he wasn’t, he was actually in his room but I didn’t know that since he usually wasn’t home at that time. I walk back to the basement and tell my friend it’s all good but she asked why I didn’t come back down after 10 minutes. I was like girl I didn’t take that long and she was like yes you did, I could hear you walking and fell down the stairs coming back down. I didn’t hear that. It just made things more weird. As we continued watching the movie, the creepy feeling just got worse and worse. I felt like someone was next to me, and I kept seeing movement out of the corner of my eye. So we were just watching the movie and this guy walked down. Tall, skinny, and had a creepy smile on his face. I yelled “what the fuck?!” and he was like “oh, don’t mind me, I was in the attic and heard noise so I came down”. I was like who the fuck is this?? So apparently he was my neighbors friend, he lives in the house next door, and he was in the attic. Our houses connect in the attic since we have the same builder/owner. Anyways, my dad comes down a minute later and he’s like “oh, you’ve met ..”. I was like “huh?”. He explained that he was home the whole time and was invited but he declined and was in his room. Anyways, we were all just super creeped out and asked .. why he was in the attic. He was like “oh, I saw the light on and figured someone was home so I was gonna chill”. We were like that’s not okay. Then he had the creepiest smile on his face and said “you know, I’ve been watching you guys for a little while now”. I asked if he had his own key. He was like “no, the attic isn’t locked”. My dad was like “well, you need to leave now and don’t come in here again”. <br><br>That was so fucking creepy. He felt like the type of guy to kidnap or rape us. We told my dad he needs to get the attic locked and he did. We home that creep didn’t have a key and was just saying that. Anyways, that was my creepy experience with .. and I can’t remember his name but let’s just call him .. so..<br>Let’s not meet..