Thanks to Michelle for the prompt
Sam closed his eyes and pulled the blankets over his head to block out the scuttling of the creature across the ceiling. He knew it was there, he could see the trail it left. Every night it appeared, crawling and scratching and watching him as he slept.
He would wake his mother screaming but she simply could not see it.
“There’s nothing there” she’d insist before kissing him on the forehead and tucking him in tightly.
“It’s just a dream Samuel” she would say as she closed the door.
The creature scuttled into the dark recess of the corner and waited…
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Love this one!
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Scary Lee it is based upon my youngest son’s imaginary friend called Kenny. He apparently sat in the corner of the room and had arms for legs and legs for arms and would scuttle about and had no face
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God! Trying to find a happy place! 😲
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Ha that made me lol
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Cheeky!
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I live in an old farmhouse. I hear scuttling every once in a while. Mice do that.. 😉
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yeah mice right…
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That must be what the cat is always starring at on the ceiling…
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Creepy…they see dead things u know…
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You left me hanging….nice story
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😀😲
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