Moira

I opened my eyes as fast as I could. That feeling of being cared for was back again. I can even feel the heat on my back. As soon as I opened my eyes, I immediately noticed my window. I gasped. Again, the shadows in my window seemed so real. However, when I blinked, the creature disappeared.

I paused as I watched the window open again. The night wind came in and greeted my skin until the hairs on my neck swelled. Cold. I didn't like the cold at all. I still feel wary but I force myself to walk toward the window. The window must be closed.

"Looks like this window is getting old" I muttered as I locked the window.

After locking the window, I once again made sure the window was locked. It had been that way since I was little. The window often opened by itself with shadows that scared me to spend time alone in the room. I was a big girl now. I can't bother my mother anymore even though I'm scared right now. Mom has been working overtime lately.

In the end, I went back to bed. I pulled my blanket up to my neck then turned towards the wall hugging my bolster. I was fine. I had been through it all this time and I can get past this one too. after all, so far nothing happened. As I was almost asleep, I heard the sound of the door opening.

That's my mother! My mother was an editor. Mother always took the time to check on my condition after coming home from overtime. I could hear my mother's tired footsteps. I stayed silent. If she knew I was awake, she would have a chat with me. Mother stroked my hair gently. Mother's caress managed to make me sleepy and brought me back to the edge of my dreamland. At the edge of my consciousness, I began to hear my mother's voice.