It was the night before Christmas I lay in my bed, and heard a million tiny voices in my head, I couldn’t sleep my heart pounding with fear, and faces on the wall started to appear. Confused and tired, frightened and scared, the door flung open, I glared. I stared at it, it looked like an ape, when I turned around it changed shape. It walked forward I hid under my bed, he started snarling and said. “Your dead.” I know it sounds weird, but the next time faces on the walls starts to appear, you’ll know who it is…