Eyeless Jacks, My Master!

Simple life

(Y/n) POV

Hello, I'm (y/n) and this is my story. Its a simple story as some might say but certain parts may get all to rough.

I don't have one of the worst life's like most people. I'm not abused or negative.
I would say I'm going crazy very slowly and quickly at the same time.
As my story begins in the middle of the night, I wake up with jump.

-Story begins-

I wake up, A nightmare like dream stuck in my head. Its normal really, my parents don't even know whats happening to me. I look at my alarm clock showing off light in the dark room. 11:59.. It reads, I sigh and let my back fall back into the pillow. "Ugh" I make the sound with my lips.

I feel a slight breeze, rush into my room. I hear my baby brother start crying in the another room. I stand and stretch like a cat, walking to the room that holds of brother. I quietly step to the crib, seeing him struggle and whine under the blanket.

I take the blanket, un-swaddling his blanket from his legs. He looks me on the eyes and smiles reveling one small tooth. "You did that to keep me up didn't you? " I talk more to myself than him. I pick him up, cradling him and bouncing softly on my heels. "Better? " I questions looking at him when I hear a sound coming from my room. Almost like a growl or scratch, I start walking to the doorway. Still holding the baby on my hip, I look around the left corner seeing nothing bit darkness In The hallway. The baby let's out a whimper as I turn facing my room, on the right.

I shake my head and smile bouncing the baby some more.

I sigh, "finally" I whisper. I lay him down in his bed and tuck him softly. I turn on some low music for him, I look at him one more time before turning around.

That's when I remember, I quickly go into my room. Looking around under my bed, in the closet, through the shelf's. In tell I look on the windowseal, there it was a old bear that helped me and my mum before me sleep. I grab it rushing into the babies room, setting it next to him...

"There ya go.." I whisper to him, smiling.
I yawn, walking out and quietly closing the door.

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Number one! Done!

Goodbye and fair well, killers!