

Mommy Tell Me Monters Are FakeThe tears fell in soft whimpers to the sheet, the tiny girl covering her face with the blanket to block out the images that assaulted her in the darkness of her room. Finally she cried out, as most young children did: “Mommy!” screaming as loud as her little lungs would let her. Those soft cobalt eyes still clouded with tears, the long auburn curls locked into twin braids that she tugged now and again in her fear and frustration.Mommy Tell Me Monters Are Fake
“Mommy!”
She screamed once more as her cries became screeching whimpers, her eyes locking tight against the speckled darkness in her room. But from beneath the lids she saw the bright light
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