He sat waiting for me
He always sat waiting for me
Every night he would wait for me to wake up
Every night he would stare at me, waiting
I never knew why
I never knew what he wanted.
All I know is that he had tendrils full of dripping spikes.
Eyes so bright, they burnt into my mind.
Breaths so haggard I felt breathless
And then the most confusing of all
Was the charming little smile he would give me every night.
He sat waiting and watching for years
Until
I woke up to him next to my bed
He gave his sweet little smile before leaning in
And whispering into my ear.
"It's Time"
~♡
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Little Nightmares
HorrorShort Horror/ Phsychological stories... could also be one sentence terrors... some might not even be anything ⚠️trigger warning⚠️