Echoing cries

I lie there, wide awake in my bed. As I hear the sound of the obnoxious cries. The cries frighten me. I don't have a clue whatsoever where the cries are coming from. The child's voice, repeating, yelling out loud, "I'm fine." I think, and I think again, who would ever lie to themselves like that. I'm curious. I'm confused. The cries keep on getting louder and louder. It finally stops. I hear little taps on the floor surrounding me. I hear screaming now. I'm frightened. I pull  the blanket cautiously over my head, shaking, as the horrific screaming get closer and closer. Oh, how I hope by morning everything will be okay. I wish I haven't
had done this. What was I thinking. I open my eyes. I feel nothing anymore.