Amanda crawled out of the TV slowly while shaking and starting the cry and sniffle. What else could she do? She’s 8.

“I’m out… I’m out!”

She shivered and smiled while crying and sniffling.

“Riley… R-Riley. Come out. I won’t hurt you! I-I swear! Stop being scared of me!”

Amanda cried loudly. Stomping her foot like a child with a tantrum.