Young Thomas was playing with his toys in his bedroom when he caught in a glimpse over his shoulder someone else. He quickly turned around and no one was there. He became scared and cried for his mother. She came and no one was there. Checked the closet, checked under the bed, and behind the curtains. After comforting him, she went back to her chores. Shortly after, the bedroom door creaked closed and behind the door was a black shadow with eyes peering at young Thomas. Then as suddenly as it was spotted, it vanished in a poof of smoke. He cried again, and once again, irritated, his mother came back in and comforted the young scared child.
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