Do You Dare...?

Watchover Girl

Lyca Bondevik - Nyo!Norway

I am only 13 years old, but this has been happening since I was 7. When I was little, I would wake up and walk up to my mom and say.

"Mommy, the little girl is here." even though my mom saw no one.

"What does she look like sweetie?" she asked me one day.

"I don't know, she talks to me though." I replied.

This made my mom think that it was an imaginary friend. Then about 2 years the voice stopped...

But on my 10th birthday, things got weird.

I was woken up by a little girl singing "Happy Birthday to Momma" repeatedly. I looked around my room frantically, expecting to see someone...

I didn't.

It was that day I decided that this wasn't normal. Over that day, I kept hearing things like "Momma, look what I got you." and It's time for cake Momma get Daddy." That night, as I lay awake, I heard:

"Momma, are you mad at me? Can I come and sleep in your bed?"

So I, being sick of the situation, moved over. To my surprise, the sheets moved and shifted to the shape of a girl who was big enough to be maybe 3. I screamed and bolted down the stairs to my mom's room.

When I was 12, we moved away and the voices stopped.

But the dreams began.

I was having dreams about a little girl who was beautiful; she has deep mahogany hair, greenish blue eyes and is wearing a sky blue dress and white ribbon belt. Skipping around singing, "Where are you Momma? I can't find you." This happened night after night for months and months, until one night I woke up to the little voice screeching happily and yelling; "Momma! I found you!" So on that next morning, I visited my mom's friend who is a paranormal expert, although she is somewhat emotionless.

She held my hand and listened with me, as the little girl laughed and said "Momma, who's that?" That was all Lyca needed to hear.

"What you are hearing is the voice of a girl who will one day be your daughter." Lyca easily told me.

"Hi honey, tell mommy your name." I responded to the voice.

"Silly momma, it's Severina Winter. But you sometimes call me Rina." the voice giggled.

Severina Winter. I had made that name up myself when I was 7 years old, and I had planned on naming my first daughter that. I smiled and teared up a little.

Now I'm 13 years old, and to this day I hear the little girl, and have dreams about her skipping around and making daisy bunches.

One day, I woke up with a daisy on my closet door.

END

Can you guess who the daddy is? I'll give you a clue, who has greenish blue eyes in Hetalia?