The Little Girl In My AtticThere was a little girl that came in my room when I was sleeping. She woke me and screamed into my nose until it bled. She put her finger into the dripping blood and drew an x on my cheek with it. This disturbed me greatly. So I slapped myself and then went to the bathroom. When I came back, she was gone. I couldn't get back to sleep. The next night, she came back wearing a grocery bag over her head and a hole cut out for the mouth. "What do you want from me??" I exclaimed. "Your blooood." She replied. And then I woke up.
(, Sat 1 Nov 2003, 21:24, archived)