Kristine awoke at three im the morning panicked and in a cold sweat. Panting she tried to remember what it was that disturbd her so badly. Her door opened and her mom stuck her head in.
“Kristine are you ok?”
” Yeah mom I’m fine. Why do you ask?”
“Well I heard screaming… and you’re crying”
Kristine put her hand to her cheek to find that she was indeed crying.
“I’m fine mom I must have had a bad dream.”
With a worried look on her face her mother closed the door and headed back to her room. But as Kristine layed back down a face poped into her head.
It was him