After we get home we all go to bed. It took us longer to get home that we thought because Frances was being kind of slow. But after a while I told them to go ahead and I'de stay with France so when we got home we each ate one last slice of pizza and then we went to bed.
I fell asleep quickly.
The noise of my door squeaking wakes me up. I sit up and see the silhouette of frances in the doorway. I have to squint and blink a couple of times in order to see her face. Her face. Her face is full of tears. And fear. And sorrow.
"What? Frances? Is that you? What's wrong?" I ask trying to rub the sleep out of my eye's
"Um well, I just. Oh never mind, it's stupid." she turns and starts to walk away. But before she even takes one step I say,
"Wait! No, it's ok come in." I slide my feet over the edge of my bed and pat the spot next to me. "Come sit down."
She comes over and sits but doesn't say anything.
"What happened?" I try to get her to talk.
"I, well… I had a bad dream. And I was scared. I kept hearing noises like the ones described in the stories." she whispers
"Oh Frances. It's ok. Those stories aren't true."
We both stay quiet for a long time until she asks in a low whisper.
"Can I sleep with you tonight?"
"Sure." I lie down and scoot over so she can lie down next to me and I pull the blanket up. I put my arm around her in an attempt to comfort her. And she places her head on my chest. We fall asleep.
SORRY THAT WAS A SHORT CHAPTER. HEH HEH HEH. I KNOW YOU ALL LOVE ME.