breathing creature around is initiating the feeling of paranoia
inside my doodle loving brain.
"Hello."
This squeaky little word with that voice is unrecognizable as
well as chilling.
"Who's that?"
"Would you like me if I show myself."
It's a kid. Its definitely a kid, a girl.
A little girl of about 6 appears out of thin air in a yellow frock.
Biting nails and fumbling with the hair strand, this girl is
clearly scared but I'm more scared. Where did she even come
from?
"Honey what are you doing here? Are you lost?"
"Have you ever heard of those stories where a person dies
and turns into spirit."