"Daddy, I had a dream." You blink your eyes and pull up on your elbows. Your clock glows red in the darkness- it's 3:32.
"Do you want to climb into bed and tell me about it?"
"No Daddy."
The oddness of the situation wakes you up more fully. You can barely make out the pale form of your daughter in the darkness of your room.
"Why not sweetie pie?"
"Because my dream, when I told you about the dream, the thing wearing mommy' skin sat up. For a moment your paralyzed. You can't take your eyes of your daughter. The covers beside you start to shift.
YOU ARE READING
Creepypastas
FanfictionI know there are a lot of these, but I wanted to make a collection of my favorite creepypastas. I own none of these. The only thing I changed was that I edited out the cussing, so this is about as kid-friendly as creepy and murderous stories can get...
