I sit in bed alone, reading a novel, then i hear the words “Go to sleep” behind me. It’s just my dad, and i realize my father was buried with my mother three years ago.
Your daughter wakes you up to say that there is a monster outside her window, and tell her to go to sleep and say that they are just trees.
You got to sleep but suddenly wake up to screams and realise there are no trees outside the window.
It touches me, and I shy away from it.
It comes closer, but I see no one.
Emily’s mother had always chastised her for being afraid of her own shadow. This time Emily stood stiffened by fear with her hands in her pockets, trembling “but Mommy it keeps waving at me.”