Who Is It?

The small four year old child was simply playing with his blocks. It was dark out,  so the only light came from the lamp and window.

The child , from giggling and yelling joyfully, fell silent at the sound of footsteps. The child stood up and walked toward the open door.  Suddenly a black form came out of nowhere. The child afraid, ran away to its play crib.
The shadow loomed over the child, turned around and he saw
.
.
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his mother.

He screamed for joy as the mother picked him up with a bright smile.

"Time for bed."


The End