Strange Presence

This takes place in the same house my dad passed away in and had been going on for as long as I can remember.

I lived in that house for almost twenty years, and would always feel someone watching me wherever I went: in the living room, the kitchen, bathroom and all the bedrooms. And I know that people couldn't watch me while I was in the bathroom or kitchen because there weren't any windows, and all the bedrooms had thick, dark curtains covering them at all times. The only windows in the living room had a motion sensor porch light outside.

The presence I feel every time I'm in...