Now they're hurt (not badly, but they're already bruising a little underneath their shirt when they roll off their toy) and scared and cold. This is just how it is now, curled up in a snowdrift and wishing they were at home. Why'd Mama get lost? It's not fair. It's bad.
When the ghost thing gets closer, they shove their hands over their face, they're not here.
The blanket gets another sad noise and they flail upwards, half-sitting up before they see what it is--they're cold, so they pull it around themselves anyway. And then they look to see the...presents on the ground.
You're not supposed to take things from strangers. You're not supposed to talk to them, either, but they don't want to talk now anyway.
They draw the blanket up higher, hiding half their face. Maybe he's lying, 'cause at least he's not soft. But--eating kids, that's what zombies and vampires do, right? Not...ghost skeletons. They've never seen a skeleton ghost on TV.
Can't stop crying, but burgeoning curiosity makes it less body-shaking. And they have a whole blanket to wipe the snot off with, and they didn't take it, so that means it's good.
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When the ghost thing gets closer, they shove their hands over their face, they're not here.
The blanket gets another sad noise and they flail upwards, half-sitting up before they see what it is--they're cold, so they pull it around themselves anyway. And then they look to see the...presents on the ground.
You're not supposed to take things from strangers. You're not supposed to talk to them, either, but they don't want to talk now anyway.
They draw the blanket up higher, hiding half their face. Maybe he's lying, 'cause at least he's not soft. But--eating kids, that's what zombies and vampires do, right? Not...ghost skeletons. They've never seen a skeleton ghost on TV.
Can't stop crying, but burgeoning curiosity makes it less body-shaking. And they have a whole blanket to wipe the snot off with, and they didn't take it, so that means it's good.