"I'm scared, mommy" said little Robby, fingers that held the blankets over his eyes trembling, refusing to look at mommy.

Mommy sat on the bed, a hand reaching out to smooth the little boy's tangled golden locks. "Darling, there's nothing to be scared of" she smiles, her red lips stretching a mile.

"Lies, mommy, lies" Robby cried, mommy's long nails raking over his scalp.

Mommy laughed.

Little Robby's lip trembled in fear. He wished to wake up from this nightmare. Because mommy never had long nails. She never wore such red color on her lips. And she never laughed with such a deep rumbling voice.