In His Room

 

Getting the new house was exciting, the prospects of  Sonny boy having his own room, while the girl's still had to share was beyond awesome, until...

He started hearing the voices whispering his name.

Then the bad dreams started.

He wasn't about to fess up that now he'd really like some human company in his room, even if it meant sharing with one of his sisters.

So he went to have a late talk with his dad about this.

Of course Pops was asleep and didn't like being disturbed, so Sonny boy took it upon himself to crawl in bed between his parents.

There he felt safe.

Then mom was awoken a few moments later to her son's voice standing next to her.

"Mom, I can't sleep". 

Without opening her sleepy, heavy laden eyes, she picked up the blankets on her side of the bed to invite the child in.

"C'mon and get some sleep, kiddo" she murmured.

Sonny boy was too terrified to speak, when his other self laid down on the other side of mom and whispered to Sonny boy with a grin on it's face.

"G'nite".