The time was three thirty three in the morning, everyone was in bed sound asleep, not a single noise could be heard other than our young Jack who tossed and turned with sweat running down the side of his pale face soaking the pillow in which he was resting his sore head which was still sore from his black out prior to this event,
"Jack" a deep unsettling and scary voice shouted in jacks right ear and Jack violently shook his head trying to get this almost demonic voice out of his mind so he could rest right for the rest of the night,
Jack threw him self back and fourth as he tried to escape the clutches of this entity,
"Jack get up NOW!" the voice shouted as it pried Jack's soft and tender eye lid's open with sharp nail's,
Jack felt the long boney sharp nail's on his eye lid's as they dug into his soft tissue, The voice bellowed deeply making Jack feel even more terrified before it eventually belted out "I want your soul Jack",
Jack reluctantly opened his brown glossy eye's with the pure terror and fright present in them while he came face to face with the thing of his nightmares,
What he came face to face with was a skeleton holding something what resembled a silver and black scythe,
"your time has come Jack, but don't fear fore this will only hurt as as much as being repeatedly stabbed in your spline before being pushed out of a window and cracking that little head of yours of concrete" IT said before laughing again in an incredibly sinister tone as IT's face changed shape,
While paralysed by the fear and overwhelming emotion in his body, Jack closed his eye's clenching them shut hoping that this twisted creature would leave but the creature leand in over Jack's face before screaming "YOUR SOUL IS MINE JACK AND I WILL KILL YOU!"
Unable to move due to the fear in his vains Jack let out a slight whimper while he attempted to hold back an abundance of tear's because what he had just seen had petrified Jack,
"It's not real Jack, I promise" an unfamiliar boy's voice spoke, it was the most relaxing voice that jack had ever heard,
"It's just a fragment of your imagination" he spoke while he rested his palm on Jack's sweaty head making Jack feel more brave and calm which put him into a state where he was no longer scared,
"My name's Alex and I am here to guide you" Alex said in a reassuring and gental manner, Jack opened his eye's and say the boy, his hair was a golden color and his eye's a green color, the TV light reflected off if Alex's golden hair,
"You must be tired Jack" Alex said his voice more reassuring than before,
"What did D.H do to you?" He asked in a relaxing manner as Jack looked at him with tear's in his eye's,
"A lot" Jack said as he burst into tear's and Taylor sprant through as she heard Jack cry his little eyes out,
"It's okay jack, it was just a bad dream" she said to Jack completely unaware that he had just had the most terrifying experience any boy of his age could have had,
Jack looked towards the end of his bed where Alex was sitting with tears in his eyes as Alex sat there looking at Jack, Alex lifted his left index finger and placed it on his lips,
"Ahh kid, we're okay as mummy's here with us" Alex whispered to jack with a soft but reassuring smile, jack hugged into Taylor before he laid back down in his warm single bed for Taylor to tuck him back into it,
She looked at him and softly asked him,
"Do you want some strawberry milk and chocolate chip cookies?"
Jack looked at her and nodded his head as he sat back up and Taylor left his room to go to the kitchen to get him his milk and Cookie's,
Alex looked at Jack and said just this one sentence before heading out of Jack's room,
"We will have our revenge little boy Jack, we will"
Taylor eventually came back in and silently sat at the end of Jack's bed as he drank his milk and ate his maryland chocolate chip cookies,
Jack's all time favorite cookies because the chocolate Chip's where the perfect amount, amazingly ballenenced out with the biscuit itself, Jack pointed at his blue telly as Taylor looked at it,
The TV was on stand by mode, she quietly stood up and put on Bob the builder, Jack's second favourite tv show in the whole world, she turned it on so Jack had a familiar noise in the background,
"There you go baby" she said as she gave Jack the TV remote,
"If you need me come to my room and wake me up, I will see you in the morning" she said as she kissed him on his forehead before leaving the room and gentally closing his door behind her, she slid onto the floor quietly with the crushing look of depression present and marking her loving face,
"I can't look after him" she muttered under her breath with her hand's on her head unaware that Jack could hear her,
Feeling upset and like a burden Jack silently walked back to his bed and climbed into it to watch Bob the builder and sucked his little thumb as he drifted back to sleep feeling safe because D.H wasn't anywhere near him or his family,
The next morning finally arrived and Taylor received a call from who Jack perceived to be the doctor's,
"He barely sleep's and he can't retain focus, he eveb refuses to talk" Taylor said out loud to the Doctor on the phone "I need something done to help him, he's only 5, he's a baby still" she said aggravated at the doctor who refused to do anything that would help at first,
"Half twelve? That would be great thank you" she said happy that she got Jack an appointment with them so he could finally get the correct form of help, the form that he might have needed.