My baby loves to point and stare at me, but then I realized that she was pointing behind me the whole time.
I burned the dolls even though my childrens cried.
They didn't understand my fear.
I wasn't the one who moved them into their beds each night.
There's nothing like a laughter of a baby....
Unless it's 1AM and you live alone.
A girl heard her mum yelling her name from downstairs, she got up and started to head down.
As she got on top of the stairs, her mum pulled her into her room, and said "I heard that too".
After working a hard day I came home to see my girlfriend cradling our child. I didn't know which was more frightening, seeing my dead girlfriend and stillborn child, or knowing that someone broke into my apartment to place them there.
Hehehehe~
