White skin. Black eyes that bore into your soul. A god awful smile, reaching from ear to ear.

Looks like me....

"Ssshhh.... It's okay, my dear. You're tired, and its nap time. Close your eyes and....."

"GO TO SLEEP......."

I sit up to a start and gasp, feeling my face go cold and hot sweat bead my forehead, my lungs gasping for air.

Whoa.... that was a crazy dream. I look at my alarm clock on the side of the table. 11:57 PM.

I then look at my bloody birthday cupcake next to my alarm clock. Only a bite left.

I decide to grab it and just pop it in my mouth, the citric flavor of the food coloring raw in my mouth.

I grab my ticking alarm clock and then look out the window at the moon. It was on its Cheshire face, as what Derick calls it.    I look down at the clock. 45 seconds until its 11:59 PM. Very soon I will be 16 years old.   I then hear something outside the hallway, and I swear I can hear my voice in a faint whisper.   Josie...  

"Hello??" I called, climbing from my bed, my white socks on the cold cream colored tiles.   I make my way to the door and open, walking out and seeing its empty.   "Anyone out here??" i called out softly, making sure I didn't wake up anyone.

No sound. Only the ticking of my alarm clock as it inched closer to midnight.

I roam around the halls seeing if it were mice again, and then jump at the sound of a buzz.

It was midnight. I sigh. Right when I'm about to say it, a deep and raspy voice echos the room saying it.

"Happy birthday, Josie," it saids.

I turn around slowly and see a tall dark figure down the hall facing away from me.

I gulp and, having the brave guts I was born with, I step foward the figure inch by inch.

"C-Can I help you??" i asked as I kept walking.

"It's been a while, my dear," he said. "You've grown so much, Josie," i can here the sneer in his voice, sending shivers down my spine.

"How do you know my name?? Who are you??" I asked getting scared.

"My lovely girl, there is no need to be afraid. You might be able to recognize me," he said, and slowly turned around.

I gasp and inch back slowly.

It was the face from my dream. I can feel his black souless eyes looking down at mine, and his face as pale white as my hoodie. But what made my heart skip 500 beats a second with fear was his smile... that godawful smile that was sliced ear-to-ear...

Right when I'm about to scream and run, he pounces on me and holds me in a chockhold, covering my mouth, and soothing my hair, trying to calm me down as I feel the tears stream down.

"Shhhh.... It's okay, Josie. Close you eyes... and GO TO SLEEP........"

I can feel my eyelids get heavy and soon, the world around me turns black.

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