Every morning since I was a little kid she has been standing by my bed just looking at me. She never has talked to me, but the weird thing is no one else can see her. I use to tell my mom that there was a strange lady by my bed, but she would just tell me that she was just an angel there to protect me from the monsters. At that time I did understand that she wasn't talking about the monsters under my bed, but now I really understand what she meant.
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General FictionEvery morning since I was a little kid she has been standing by my bed just looking at me. She never has talked to me, but the weird thing is no one else can see her. I use to tell my mom that there was a strange lady by my bed, but she would just t...
