Nightly Paranoia

"Goodnight sweetheart~" Her mother gently whispers to her as she kisses her forehead and slowly leaves her bedside ,walking backwards  to be aside her father who, is looming in her  bedroom doorframe and,whilst she began to drift into slumber she's met with both of their loving smiles painted onto their faces as they slowly close her door,getting rid of any light what the landing gave to her now pitch,black, room.

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...Shes been awake for a while now...After waking up to the noises of a storm outside and her room now being a dark grey abyss,with only the full moon as its illumination,she felt it as paranoia begins to hover over her-a wave,ready to forcefully engulf the beach floor below it dragging it into deep sea.It begins slow as,at first, its just the creaks and cracks that make her panic in fear of someone or something being there,However only being 12, she's cried to her parents countless times before about the 'scary noise' and has been reassured enough to know its just the rain making the house creak and crack, being made by the rain  ricocheting on the conservatory roof which, is right outside her bedroom.Still, her heart pounds fast like there's a killer ready to strike at her.to calm her nerves she turns on her bedside lamp and hastily but carefully scans her bedroom for anything abnormal.
Nothing.
"Its okay,calm down" she repeatedly tells herself as she waits for her heart rate to go back to normal. As it dies down she begins to reach over to her lamp,ready to ignore her fears and slee-
She freezes. 
footsteps downstairs cut through her thoughts as she hears the  floorboards groan in agony with every movement that was made.a cold shiver slithers down her spine.She's sure of it..
Somebody's here.
Killer?! Kidnapper?! Her mind races with every worst senario as her heart drops and her breathing gets faster.
No Rational thoughts.Just fear. Quickly, she throws her duvet over herself ,hiding from the thing downstairs ,ruining her young mind with morbid thoughts as she fails to calm herself down,and the outside rain,continuously slamming into her window with force.

She knows this won't get her anywhere.
And if this is what she thinks..through all of her paranoia she feels a hit of bravery .Taking a deep breathe,she throws her duvet off her and with her body, quivering, she slowly creeps to her bedroom door..It screeches as she pulls it open.

The corridor between her  and her parents room is oozing with darkness as she begins  quietly creeping to their room in order to tell them of the person in the house- she stops midway as, with adrenaline and confidence coursing through her veins, decides to go downstairs.
Alone.
she creeps back to her room, grabbing a trophy off her shelf which, she had got from going to a martial arts class, years back. Gripping it tightly with sweaty ,slightly shaking hands yet feeling strong she once again, makes her way to the corridor and begins her way downstairs.

Slowly, she lowers her body weight onto each step of the stairs in an attempt of silence.it seems to work but then..
Her heart drops as the step screeches as she lowers her foot onto the step,leaving her frozen in her steps, like her feet are being held to the floor. Holding her breath like the air was poisonous she listens for noise..
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The kitchen floor croaks like somebody was standing there-listening. The kitchen was in the room  behind the stairs so they might have not h- footsteps grow closer.
She instinctively grabs her mouth, stopping herself from making noise and lays back on the steps in hopes she wont be seen she closes her eyes,sweaty,drowning in fear as she thinks "this-this is it."

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"Darling?"
She opens her eyes to see her father, looking at her with a gentle smile on his face, being lit up from the kitchen light.
"Wh-" but before he can question her she runs into his arms and hugs him  tightly ,dropping her trophy onto the floor. "I-i" but before she can explain  herself in a trembling voice she feels tears well up and shes suddenly crying,unable to speak clearly her father picks her up and calmly asks "do you want to sleep in our bedroom tonight?" she nods smiling weakly as she yawns.Her father turns the kitchen light off and makes his way upstairs cradling her like a baby.

She looks into their bedroom.It is dark.she notices, her sleeping mother as the moonlight  illuminates her outline ,seeing one of her arms, hang out the bed as she is sleepings on the edge.Her father puts her the opposite side to her mother and once she has sank into her parents matress,he kisses her forehead following with "night sweetie~".She feels her eyes droop as the feeling of safety and security sweeps over her as she lays aside her guardians...Before she sleeps she hears the sound of water dropping into a puddle however, assuming it is from a leaking tap in their ensuite, she ignores it infact, finds it soothing.Smiling,her mind filled with happy thoughts, she drifts into slumber..

...He looks at his daughter sleep and grins... She didn't notice her mothers bleeding corpse as the blood oozes out of her conveniently dripping off the bed onto the floor,hidden by the rooms darkness.Hes suprised shes never noticed the nightly arguements between her parents...

He whispers  something as he looks out at his daughters resting face,pulling out a bloody knife

"..sweet dreams~"