"Just look out the window," I keep telling myself. Why can't I stop crying? Mommy and Daddy say I need to go to sleep but I am too scared. Wish Mommy and Daddy would let me sleep with them again tonight. Maybe if I just look out of the window and see that nothing is in the backyard then I'll be able to go to sleep like Mommy and Daddy said. The closet is blocked with my chair. Underneath my bed is blocked with toys and pillows so that is safe. I just need to look out of my window to make sure the face is gone from my playhouse. Please be gone. Please be gone.
But what if the face isn't gone? Mommy and Daddy said to stop bothering them. I don't like the face. It is mean and ugly. Maybe I just won't look and it will go away. But what if it comes in the room because it did not see me tonight? I don't want the face in my room.
"I think I see it in the crack of the curtains. No, it isn't. Wait, I think it is. Oh no, don't be at my window. Please...please..."
"Just open the curtains. Just open it. Just open it. Just open it. Quickly then close it. Quick and close. Quick and close."