Hello, I don’t know how to start this but here goes. Four years ago is when it started. I was sleeping under our bed. Why? Because I thought it was cool. Well, I woke up during the night, crawled out from under the bed, then I saw it. A shadow with a broken back and scythes for hands. I jumped back, banged my head on the metal, knocked out myself fell asleep half way out of the bed…
The next morning, I woke up but I was downstairs. I thought it was a dream, but I touched my head and there was a bruise right were I hit my head. I was scared so I went upstairs to my mom’s and Dad’s room. I asked them how I got this bruise. They said, “No, why?”
Three days later, I was still thinking about it when I saw a little girl watching me on my way home from school. After I saw her, I ran. Something about her eyes were eerie. When I got home, I was panting. My mom asked me why I was panting so hard. I said just running, cause she would not believe me anyways.
That night, I was playing a game on my computer, then images of the same man that made me hit my head appeared. He made a really high pitched screech, then the little girl came up to him and started to sing, “Sleep little one, so we can watch. No one will get you except us.” I was terrified. I shut down my computer and just sat there. My mom said to get ready for bed and I did, but I just stayed up all night sitting in total silence until morning came. I went downstairs with my mom and ate. Then, while I was eating, I passed out… I woke up and I was happy that I finally got some sleep.
About a year or two, I went to an amusement park with my mom and dad. I was not seeing either of those demons at all, well, when I was on a ride. I looked to the side and saw the man. He grinned with a terrific smile. I looked forward. The girl was on the track and the car hit her. Blood was all over me. I screamed for the rest of the ride. Then when it stopped, my parents asked me what’s wrong. I said, “Look!” as I cried, “I have blood all over me! She’s dead!” and they said maybe the ride was a little to scary for me.
Three years later, I went camping with my cousins… In the forest, I saw the little girl right when we got there. I was thinking, “Here we go again,” but the man didn’t show up. It was that night I saw her outside the cabin window. I ran outside and followed her into the woods, then I lost her. I looked around… and that’s where I am now, looking for her. Wait… I see him. She is running toward him. He killed her. He slashed her with his scythe hands. Wait… I am going towards them. Oh my God! There is a dead deer, disgusting! Wait… they’re circling me. They are saying, “Time to go to hell!” Oh my God! They got my leg! They are pulling me under ground! Shhsh she duuedvhzbsbshha…
