Laughing Jack

You sat in your home babysitting your little cousin when they came down the stairs talking to themself. you had no worries as her imagination was always fired up and it wasn't the first time she made up a friend for her games. it only began to worry you when she kept telling you what he looked like. medium length black hair pale porcelain like skin a pointed cone nose and Yada Yada. she just kept describing a demonic creature which wasn't like her...her other "friends" were bubbly and colorful..

you laid her down for bed and on your way to the kitchen for a drink you could've sworn you seen something in the corner of the room. ignoring it you walk to the fridge but you can't help but feel like you were being watched...

just existing.