Scary stories time! My daughter woke me around 11:50 last night. My wife and I had picked her up from her friend Sally's birthday party, brought her home, and put her to bed. My wife went into the bedroom to read while I fell asleep watching the Braves game."Daddy," she whispered, tugging my shirt sleeve. "Guess how old I'm going to be next month.""I don't know, beauty," I said as I slipped on my glasses. "How old?"She smiled and held up four fingers. It is 7:30 now. My wife and I have been up with her for almost 8 hours. She still refuses to tell us where she got them.

A IM S SCAREDDD

Explanation:

okay so this is going to take a while, it's a true story :)

so I have this dream every now and then, like once every couple of months, where I'm with my brother, we're in the old house going through the rooms and taking some old vintage things (I don't know why lol) and it always continues the same way- we start at the top floor, go through some things and make our ways downstairs or to the next floor (bottom) we keep going down to the next floor going through the rooms, and at some point, we reach the lowest floor and it starts off with me opening the door, we walk down the stairs together and there is this big oversized monster thing, I can't describe what it looks, but we end up running up the stairs, and every time, I'm always behind my brother (so right in front of the monster) he's chasing us and I always remember this part because it feel so real, I can hear it gasping for air as it tries to outrun us, it's breathing on my neck and I can tell that if I stop for a moment to turn around and see how close it is, it'll grab me. It scares me every time because when I have the dream, I never get the feeling that I'm dreaming so I can't think "oh I've had this dream before I know how this is gonna go" like I can with more my dreams, so every time I have this dream Its scares me every time 0-0