PastelGoth1998

"Alright, kiddo, time for bed." Your babysitter said. You gave an annoyed sigh as you went upstairs to your room. After changing into your pajamas, and having your favorite story read to you, you stopped her from leaving your room. "What's in the big boxes downstairs?" You asked. She shrugged. "I don't know. But I know you're not suppose to touch it." Your babysitter said. Knowing it might be a bad thing if you couldn't touch it, you nodded and went to sleep. After an hour, your babysitter left for the night, feeling pretty sure that you would be safe until she returned the next morning. But she wouldn't be more wrong. You woke up to the