User blog:Neriza/Holy crap.

I saw it against last night guys. I'm never getting up at 3:00 AM again. This is a blog post because it's not really a complete story, I might figure this out better, but I'm still kind of scared. At 3:00 am, almost every time I go out into our dining area I see... this... little kid. He has long-ish hair, it just about hides his ears and he looks around 12, just sitting in one of the chairs, staring blankly into space. Sometimes, though, he just looks at me, like he's calling for help. I'm actually a real wuss when it comes to these things and I don't know what the fuck to do.