The scared little girl is still hiding in the closet. Hiding from you and from him, at the back of the closet. She's under a blanket, barricaded in the closet. Holding a flashlight, off, dark, on the floor of the closet. The scared little girl is still hiding in the closet.
Because everyone is home, which means she's all alone. - - - Happy Thursday. I love thursdays. They're my favorite. Maybe because it's supposed to be the day God created the stars...