A person stood over you. black hair swooped to the side. blue eyes. a smile engraved in his cheeks, mouth to ear. a white bloodstained hoodie. a knife. black jeans. and black converse. as he saw you open your eyes a bit, he raised the arm with the knife. before he could whisper his cheesy line ‘go to sleep’ he stopped and just stared at you.

{CANON JEFF}