Title: Daughters nightmare.
Summery: Neferet is woken up by her daughter.
Rating: k+
Parings: None unless a lady and her daughter is a paring..
Vocab: Nightmare: Night Demon
Neferet
It was a cold December night(Or day depending on how you see it). All the students were at Christmas break. I sat in the living room grading papers. I was getting tired so I decided to check on Sara before I went to bed.
Her room was quiet. The walls painted very dark purple and a pale blue. But I noticed nobody was in the bed. I knew that should wouldn't go outside the apartment. She was to scared to, I usually had to drag her out.
I sighed, she probably just went to the washroom. I walked back to my room and got changed. When I laid down I heard a sound from under her.
"Mommy!" I heard a little voice whine. I jumped off the little lump in my bed and saw the pale face of my three year old daughter.
"Sara!" I exclaimed.
"What?" asked my little girl.
"You scared the living hell out of me! What are you doing in my bed?" I asked as I laid down on the other side of her. She looked at me with her green eyes and I noticed tear tracks on her cheeks. "Whats wrong?" I asked urgently. I picked her up and sat up.
"Mommy! I not hult." she said in her little girl language.
"Then what ever is wrong?" I exclaimed as I laid back down with her sitting on my stomach looking at me.
"Nigltmale" she said.
"Can you explain it?" I asked. She shook her head and laid down. Her face pressed into my side. I sighed. "Sara." I said.
"Thele a bilg bild and it come eat moi." she said. I sighed put pulled her up and she cuddled into me.
"Now, Sara. No 'big bird' is going to come and eat you." I said. She looked up at me. "You may stay here." I said, she smiled and kissed my arm,
"Good-niglt mommy." she said and I heard her breathing slow to the sleeping speed. I pulled her close to me and kissed her hair. Breathing in her childish scent and the smell of her shampoo, strawberries.
"Good-night little princess."
There! I have always though that Neferet had a daughter of something that is why she was motherly. And maybe she hated humans because they took her baby away. Please comment.
And tell me if I should make a story about Sara!