I see them. I can't get them out of my head there screaming to come out. They won't stop...Go away I say but it's no use they won't leave. Sometimes I see their red eyes from my closet and I cry and hide my face in the covers. They tell me not to be afraid of them that there good. But I don't believe them. They're the reason why my mommy is dead. They say she's a bad women that she hated me. I know she loved me, she used to tell me that every night. I'm 8 years old now and I've grown to get use to them. But sometimes like I said they scream to get out. But I won't let them they will never escape. I see them everywhere, especially at night. They're always talking to me when I'm asleep. They're always in my dreams daddy tries to tell me it's my imagination. I always tell them they're the reason why my mommy is dead. But all he does is smile and walk away. I tell people about these creatures but they all call me crazy. I know there real because they always say they are and there always leading me to the basement and making me dig through old books. I think they want me to find something I just don't know what. I cry to the fact that they try to hurt me. I wake up almost every night with scares and scratches. They say the same thing every night "search" what does it mean? What am I suppose to search for..
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