it was getting late so I carried little Charlie with me upstairs and lied him down next to me on the bed. charlie was already asleep, so that part of my job was taken care of, So I just lied there and stared at the blank grey ceiling until I fell asleep too. I woke expecting to hear little Charlie crying, but instead I woke in another room, a room for maybe an eight or nine year old boy. and at the foot of "my bed" i saw the lady again, just sitting there staring at her self in the oval mirror in front of her. She then noticed I was awake and she stood up and stared at me with a slight grin on her face. I looked around the room to see if I could recognize this room, I couldn't. But what I did find was six words scattered around the room, Always, My, Were, Child, And, Your. At first I had trouble trying figure out what it was saying, then it hit me. it says "your my child, and always were," I looked at her and shouted "NO I'M NOT!" she smiled at me and left. I looked at the mirror in front of me and there was writing on it, written with what looked like red lipstick. I read it out loud, "my babyyy", not caring if she heard me or not because she was probably the one who wrote it there. I woke up realizing it was all just a dream...
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A/N: Or was it... dun dun duuuunnn. Anyways, I named the baby charlie, because it is a boy and he didn't have a name for almost the whole story. so yeah.
There will be an alternate ending for those of you who didn't like the way this ended.
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3:27 am
HorrorEvery morning Ashley wakes up at 3:27 and when she starts to fall asleep again she hears two voices, always the same voices crying for their "baby doll". One day Ashley was driving to the library when she passed a house covered with over grown plant...
