User:DH6980

Turn around, I wish that I didn't. It was a cold morning in mid January. I had my back pack on and my hair in a tight ponytail on the count that I woke up late. My neighborhood was usually busy. There would be kids playing on the street. People walking to work, school and other such places. Today it was dead. Not a person to be seen or heard. So quiet you could here a pin drop. It was an eerie still that gave me chills down my spine. I would have thought I could at least here a couple fighting or a baby crying, but nothing. I continued my walk. Then, I heard it. The sound of tiny feet. I knew in my head it was probably a kid fooling around. For some odd reason it sent a weird vibe. I tried to walk faster. I heard it again. This time it was mixed with a childs laughter. I checked my phone and saw I was already late for school. This gave me a good excuse to start running. So I did. Mixed with the sound of my running I heard a deep sob. I stoped in my tracks. I listened. Then I made the worst descion of my life. I turned around. It stood there. What I would have expected to be l a child or even a person of my own age. It wasn't a person. It was a thing. I could not describe this thing. It was smiling at me, with dark black eyes. Please listen to me when I say, don't trust this child like presence. For when you look at it, it leaves a hole in your soul. Don't look. Don't turn around, if you value your life. I wish I didn't. Its looking at me. It wants more blood. I have to go. If anyone finds this tell my family I love them. Its after them too. tell them to listen but not look. Its to late for me. it needs more victims for blood to stay alive. It can't attack unless you look. If we don't look it will die of starvation. We can be set free. But just remember. Don't turn around...