Date: 9/21/2019
By UniqueStarque
It's dark out as Jillian and I are at the top of our long driveway. Jillian is sitting in a red wagon, one we used to play in as kids, and riding down the driveway. She starts riding down and we are both laughing happily. As I walk down the driveway to meet her, I see her, and behind her I see someone else. A short barefoot girl in ragged grey clothing with long choppy/messy pitch black hair hanging in her face, her head tilted down. She looks at us with dead, mischievous eyes. I run for Jillian, trying to get to her before the girl does. Jillian still doesn't see her. I get to Jillian and tell her to run up the driveway, as Jillian pulls the wagon up I turn around and the demonic child is suddenly in my face staring into my eyes, then I wake up.