as I carry my little girl in her room and set her down in bed.
as I kiss her sleepy face good night I turnoff her lamp and plug in that little unicorn nightlight.
I step out of the room and go down the stairs. and find. her sketchbook with crayons skatterd on the coffee table. I accidentally knock over the book trying to pick up the Crayon's and it landed opened on a quite desturbing page.
I thought to my self (well this is seriously dark for a 4 year little girl) and not just a 4 year old little girl, my little girl!
it was to dark figures one apperd to be a girl the other one was a man with a hat accept they were like shadows but what really caught my eye was there eyes they where like lights
it would be something you'd see in a horror movie not my baby girls stuff...
"daddy, why are you in my stuff?"
to be continued ~
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my wonderland
Randomthe flora and fonna of disturbia... these are a few short horror story's. Some don't always end up with someone dead, sometimes you will get to enter into the monsters head. and sometimes its okay to choose evil instead of good....
