"I'm scared Mummy! They're hiding under my bed!"
Julia crouched down beside her son, who had curled up in his bed and pulled the blanket tightly over his head.
"Honey, we go through this every night. Always another tale of something hiding under your bed, or in your closet , or in you toy box. There is nothing to be afraid of."
I'm not afraid of them, Mummy, i'm afraid of what they're hiding from..."
YOU ARE READING
Short HORROR Stories
Short StoryLittle stories to help you sleep at night. Oh, and by the way, don't.turn.around... //Some of these aren't written by me, most are, but © to original writers//
