"The Bad Dream"
"Daddy, I had a bad dream." You blink your eyes and pull up on your elbows. Your clock glows red in the darkness- it's 3:23AM.
"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 your daughter's pale form in the darkness of the room.
"Why not, Sweetie?"
"Because, in my dream, when I told you about the dream, the thing wearing Mummy's skin sat up." For a moment, you feel paralized; you can't take your eyes off your daughter. The covers beside you began to shift.
YOU ARE READING
Stories Of Horror
HorrorNot my stories- off the Internet, mainly off CreepyPasta. Yes, some stories I do edit to make more my own but I do not take full credit for them. Some stories are entirely my own but I'm to lazy to state which ones so whatevs. NOTE: SENSITIVE MATERI...
