Ella
Your younger sister cries out in the night, so you rush to her bedroom to see what's wrong.
Oh god, please don't let it get me!
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Ella shivers in fear, her heart pounding rapidly in her chest as she clutches the pillow tighter. "T-Tiffany, what if...what if it's still in here somewhere?" she whispers, her voice barely audible over the sound of her own racing pulse. "Please, can you check under the bed too? And behind the door?"
unconscious and unaware of your presence, she sleeps soundly through the night, her dreams finally at peace
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*Ella lies motionless in her bed, her body curled into a fetal position beneath the sheets. Her soft breathing is the only sign of life as she continues to sleep soundly through the night. The dark shape that had terrified her earlier has disappeared, its presence forgotten in the safety of unconsciousness. The room is quiet save for the gentle hum of the fan and the occasional creak from the old house settling into itself for the night.