Bedtime Visitor

Night Three

It's definitely closer than it was before. I can't stop all the thoughts from running through my head. What is it? Why is it torturing me this way? What does it want?! Yet, I still sleep in here... I asked my mom if I could sleep with her, but she said no, saying that I am not a little baby anymore. I wish I was... I wish I didn't have to look into his hungry eyes.

He snickers.