Red Eyes

I don't think I've ever been so terrified in my life. I can't move, nor do I want to. My eyes are only open a crack.

I need it to think I'm sleeping.

At about two in the morning, I was wakened by my closet door opening. I saw a form come out. It has red eyes and sharp teeth. They both gleam against the light, and those are the only parts of it I can see with my sliver of vision.

Maybe if it thinks I'm asleep, It'll go away.

I can hear a humming sound. I shiver in fear, ever so quietly. It begins to sing in a raspy, chill-inducing voice.

"I love blood and I love bones
Human flesh of all the tones
I'm not picky, I love to eat
I'm sure you will be oh so sweet."