Yellow Eyes

There once was a family by the name Jones. Shiloh and Heather were the happy parents of their 16 year old boy Chase, their 8 year old son Mark and their 5 year old daughter Ana. They moved to a quiet old town named Springfield in Colorado. They lived in a very mellow neighborhood that had hardly any activity. The only big entertainment the town had was the little barn in the back of the Jefferson's Farmhouse. When they moved into their new two story house, Ana began to notice something very odd. Every night she fell asleep, she would get the felling that someone was watching over her. When she awoke one night, she saw a tall dark man standing over the edge of her bed. She talked to him and asked him what he wanted. With this he gave no reply. Ana's father came upstairs to see whom she was talking to. Ana said, "The man in black daddy. He watches me sleep and hides in my closet" she pointed to where the man was once standing and realized that he was no longer there. The father walked over to the closet to reassure his daughter that no one was there. When he opened the closet, he saw nothing but darkness. Shiloh kissed his daughter, tucked her in, and had her go back to bed. Two weeks later, Ana saw the man in black standing over her bed again. Except, this time, his face had a twisted wicked smile. She went to scream, but it was to late. The tall black man had snapped her neck and drained her of her body's energy. The demon had taken over her lifeless body and shaped it to be his own. The next morning, The demon went downstairs in his new skin to attend breakfast. The family noticed something odd about her. She was acting different. She was wearing a long black dress and her eyes were a bright luminous yellow. She sat down at the table but seemed to not know what was going on around her. At first, her parents thought it was just a stage, but it began to get worse. Later on in the week, Ana came home very late from school. When she walked thru her front door, her parents ran to her in terror and jumbled around trying to figure out where she has been. She said nothing and walked upstairs to her bedroom. The next morning, Ana came home from school and was covered in blood. Her father ran to her to see if she was harmed. He was so scared and shaken that he couldn't make out words. Ana's lifeless body pushed through him and went upstairs leading a trail of blood behind. The father quietly followed behind to spy on his once little sweet angle. He heard her mumbling words, but they didn't seem to be English. Her voice seemed very deep and demonic. He opened her door and found her fast asleep. He walked up to her and kissed her good night. The next morning, Mr. Jefferson came onto a rage. He awoke to find his cows brutally murdered. The odd thing was, there was no trace of blood. Anywheres. Signs and poster rewards went up on the towns billboards for anyone who had any information. Later in the week, the Jones family began to realize that something was mentally wrong with Ana. They took her to a mental facility the next morning and they had her quarantined. A few years later, Ana was seen sitting on the living room couch when her parents got back home. But what they didn't know is that Ana had recently murdered every staff member in the facility. Her older brother Chase has gone off to college and her brother Mark had died in a fire accident earlier in the year. Her parents were shocked to see her, and a little bit frightened too. Everyone went off to bed earlier then usual. In the middle of the night, Shiloh woke up due to a faint whisper coming from upstairs. He walked up to Ana's room and smelt a foul oder. He noticed a silky dark liquid seeping put from underneath her closest door. He swung open the door and found her body hanging from the ceiling. She felt as if ice ran through her veins.  Shiloh backed away in shock and ran into something that felt even colder then ice. He turned around and saw a tall dark figure with yellow glowing eyes holding a blade in his cold hands. The demon repeatedly stabbed the father 163 times. Blood poured from the mans body and spread around the wooden floor boards. The demon disappeared as if it evaporated into thin air. It crawled downstairs and into bed with Heather. Thinking her husband has returned to bed, Heather rolls over to be face to face with a demonic twisted smile. She inhaled to scream, but was to late. The demon grabbed her by the throat and threw her body around the room as if she were a rag doll. Blood spattered everywhere. Her bones made cracking noises every time her body hit the wall. When the demon was done playing, her body lay twisted and mangled in a puddle of dark red ooze. The next morning, Ana awakes to her alarm. To her realization, it was all just a twisted nightmare. Or is it her future...