Colby's POV
I sit here with Sam in my lap, watching them play the Oujia board one last time. "Okay, let's go. I'm ready to go home." Aaron says. I sit up and hold Sam so he doesn't wake up. I slowly stand up and start carrying him outside of the house.
We walk outside and I put Sam in the passenger seat. I run over to drivers side and start driving out of the parking lot. I hear a groan and look over to Sam. He starts to open his eyes and looks over at me. I look back onto the road so I don't crash into something. "What happened?" He asks.
"You fell asleep." I say smiling. "Oh, holy shit!" He yells and looks out the window. "What is it?" I ask hesitantly. "I swear I just saw a w-white fig-figure." He says. Sam starts crying again. I grab his hand. "Shhh, it's okay Sammy. The white figure can't get you. I'm here, okay?" I say trying to stop him from crying. I see our home and speed up. I pull up into the driveway and park.
First ones here. I get out and go around the Sam's side. I pick him up and run him inside. I carry him all the way up to my room. I lay him on my bed. "She's gonna find me!" He yells through his sobs. "No no no, she's not gonna find you Sammy. I'm right here. She's not gonna hurt you." I say.
I move hair out of his eyes. He moves towards the wall and pats the space next to him. I smile and lay down next to him. I throw the blanket over me and Sam moves closer to me. I wrap my arms around him. "You are really scared of that white figure, are you Sam?" I say rubbing his back.
He just gives me a simple nod. I hear little snores and see that Sam is already asleep. I close my eyes and fall asleep myself.
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Paper Balls
Fanfiction{COMPLETED} The Trap House finally found a big enough house for everyone to live in. They all moved into their new rooms. Sam lives a great life with his friends. He suddenly starts to receive paper balls thrown at him from one of the guys in the Tr...
