It was on a dreary night of November when I saw my beautiful daughter for the first time. She was standing there in the far corner of my bedroom, as if she was waiting for my reaction. I see her there every night, in that same corner, waiting. Sometimes I wish to scream her name but I am cautious of the anxiety in her stiff body. Or perhaps my hesitation derives from a fear that she will leave and never return. So ever since that November night she stands there watching my every move, as I do the same. she has no face, she is just a black figure in the dark corner of my room. I'm petrified to reveal if she is here to comfort me or rather to haunt me. Either way I haven't slept in many months. I am frightened of what she might do in my time of unconsciousness. Sometimes I wonder if she's really my daughter or just a figment of my morbid imagination. Today was a different kind of day. Today there were two of them. I think she is inviting more. It is a man, a tall man standing in the corner with, what I used to think was my daughter. they both are stiff with a gaze that I now cannot compete with. my heart felt as if it was destined to explode form my ribcage. Today was the day I found out the intention of their visit.
I asked them why were they here? what did they want? To my unfortunate surprise the little girl responded "your eyes". As their heads follow my every motion I slowly creep out of my bed into the hall way and close the door to my room leaving them in that dark corner. But now i see someone else, a small boy at the end of the hall way. He keeps repeating "give me your eyes"
"give me your eyes" "give me your eyes" as he walks towards me. I tell him to stop but he starts to come faster I scream "stop please" then he begins to run. As fast as possible I sprint the other direction and find myself in the guest room with the door locked. Everything goes black all the lights shut off. Then I feel them, and there was a deep demonic whisper in my ear that said "Now we both can't see".