Sory from @etlu-rene (cannot figure out how to tag sorry Thank you so much for the submission.
When I was 4 I moved into a newly built house and I got the smallest room because o was youngest. Our house was the first built in the neighborhood but when more houses were added I made friends with two of the families. After about 2 years I started getting antsy, I felt unsafe in the house and while before I was scared to sleep because I was little now it was more serious. Before all I needed was my dad to read to me but now I needed him there until I fell asleep and I needed to be tightly tucked in with a blanket over my face and the lights on. My dad didnāt put up with it long and soon enough I was too scared t ask him because he spanked me once for waking him up. The olden days XD when my dad could intimidate me. One night I was trying to sleep and it was very hot so I didnāt put the blanket over my face, well I opened my eyes and there was this thing in the door way, it started hopping towards me and I screamed and quickly pulled the blanket over my face. It was like this red stingy figure. I didnāt sleep that night nor did I come out from under the blanket, I felt so in danger and unsafe, like it was waiting for me to see it. The next morning my dad came in to wake me up and I looked at where I felt it wouldāve been to find a red piece of string. I picked it up and through it in the trash in the kitchen. I was so scared of my room I slept in my parents room on their couch til the 5th grade!!! Itās humiliating but I was so terrified that I would go to bed in my room one night and get torn apart. Iāve had more experience a since then but this was the first.
