"Daddy, I had a bad dream." You blink your eyes and pull up on your elbows. Your clock glows red in the darkness—it's 3:23.
"Do you want to climb into bed and tell me about it?"
"No, Daddy."
The oddness of the situation wakes you up more fully. You can barely make out your daughter's pale form in the darkness of your room.
"Why not sweetie?"
"Because in my dream, when I told you about the dream, the thing wearing Mommy's skin sat up." For a moment, you feel paralyzed; you can't take your eyes off of your daughter. The covers behind you begin to shift.
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Creepypastas&Urban Legends
Fanfiction(READ DESCRIPTION) Various horror stories (mainly creepy pastas and urban legends). Good luck sleeping... I did not write any of these stories nor claim any of them, all rights go to the authors/owners of these stories. This is just a collection of...