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"Tell him whatever you think it is best 'cause I won't be showing up. If 'she is asleep' that comes to your mind, say it. Or 'she don't wanna come' it is fine by me, 'she doesn't want to see you' whichever way. I am not just coming." "Okay then." "Thank you as you do so," I plugged my earpiece, then laid back on bed. "Goodnight." **** (No! Whimpering! Darkness! Fire! Tears!) Noo! Not again! I pressed my back against the wall, folded up a leg, then I dug my finger into my hair. This is beyond me mum, dad! I can't handle this all alone. What is the secret behind this nightmare? *** The shadow was moving closer. It was following me all over again. This couldn't be Brad. That was not Brad. So wh

You said you wouldn't wait You said you wouldn't cry It's a very late night Oh, it's a very long goodbye Can we stay like this for a little longer Yes, even though this is a dream that will be forgotten Close your eyes I will put you to your last sleep My lullaby Baby sweet goodnight There won't be any scary dream Your long, never-ending days Please just let them go now Should I just hug you silently? The dream is almost ending already But I will let go of my heart And sing you the last song My lullaby Baby sweet good night There won't be any scary dream Your endless long sorrows Please just let them go now...

In an insignificant part of a second, the music and clamor of individuals quiet down, absolute stillness rules for a brief time before chaos and frenzy take over the environment. The ponies in the merry round are out of nowhere stained by some ruby liquid that might as well be blood, though I can't quite put my finger on where it came from. Individuals scream in fear and run in every conceivable size, as if they are avoiding something, until out of nowhere each of them begins to disappear in waves of green smoke. "Wild Hunt," I should stop while I get what's going on.

I don't want my daughter to see my scared and sad face before leaving this life. I mumbled a lullaby that I thought I would tell my daughter. Now it's time to say good night, Good night, sleep tight. Now the sun turns out his light, Good night, sleep tight. Dream sweet dreams for me, Dream sweet dreams for you. Close your eyes and I'll close mine, Good night, sleep tight. Now the moon begins to shine, Good night, sleep tight. Dream sweet dreams for me, Dream sweet dreams for you. Close your eyes and I'll close mine,

They’re both so excited, it’s their first-time seeing Leland. “Mom, dad, I can’t believe you’re here!” I say running up to hug them. “Well, it wouldn’t be a good Christmas Eve if we weren’t together.” She says and hugs me. “Deck the halls with boughs of holly Fa la la la la, la la la la (fa la la la la, la la la la) 'Tis the season to be jolly Fa la la la la, la la la la (fa la la la la, la la la la)

Burrowing deeper under the blanket, I sighed in contentment as my muscles started to relax and sleep took over my body and mind. And soon, I was dreaming… (Seven years old Linden) Mama was humming. Soft at first, like wind slipping in through an opening in the door. Then it rose high, raw and mournful. It was the same funeral song. The one she sang after they lowered Grandma’s casket into the ground last week. Her voice echoed from behind the bathroom door, lifting in the wrong direction, too calm for a hot afternoon. My stomach twisted. It was Christmas.

(LULLABY OF WOES) “DREAM, DREAM SWEET BEAUTIFUL MAIDEN, DREAM OF A WONDERFUL DREAM, BUT IF YOU WAKE UP A PRIEST BESIDE YOU, HEADLESS AND POOR, WILL TAKE WHAT’S LEFT OF YOU.”

The minutes crawled by. I fought to stay awake, lost in a haze of exhaustion and fear. The monster was still crouched over me. Realizing I wouldn't be easily tricked, it stopped humming and just watched me, its rotten eyes roaming over my face. Then its gaze shifted to Sophie, lying beside me. "Sophie, Mommy has a Christmas present for you," it said in my mother's sweet voice. "Open your eyes and see." Sophie whispered, "Mommy?"

she looked up at him and give him a sly grin, "or sorry, Christmas, ever." "Well, it could've been worse; I could've been singing lousy Christmas carols this whole time," he said. "A good one that comes to mind is We Wish You A Merry Fangs-mas," he said with a grin. Ashley gave him a sour look. "Or how about Oh Come All Ye Merry Gentle Vampires," he asked, his grin broadening while he ignored her low growls. James snapped his fingers. "No, I got it," he said, "How about; all my Vampiress wants for Christmas is her two front fangs..." James sang at her in a childish voice.

He made fun of me as my cheeks burned from embarrassment. I sure hope I didn't pee on myself. The new Christmas song that was playing in the background now was "All I want for Christmas." by Mariah Carey. Santa Claus got on the bed again, teasing my clit with his slippery dick as he removed the soiled vibrator, stretching out his tongue to lick my release from it. "What do you want for this Christmas, girl?" He asked and I shut my eyes. "Your Cock, Santa Claus. Please ravish me hard." I pleaded as he continued to tease me down there, almost making me lose my mind.