onemancabaret:

lawmaking:

Children’s drawings of people are almost always terrifying. 

One time, I was babysitting my little cousin while she was sick. She was going through an imaginary friend phase and always talked about “Joey” or some shit like that. But it was cute so we were all cool with Joey.

So she’s sick and doesn’t really feel like doing anything, but eventually I come up with the idea of coloring and she gets excited.

I get out the supplies and she tells me she’s going to draw a picture of Joey. At this point, I should’ve realized how textbook-horror this was, but I forged on.

We get to drawing and she won’t let me look (“No peeking! He’s not ready.”) until finally she seems satisfied and gets ready to show me her portrait of Joey.

“Ready?”

“Let’s see!”

Mother. Fucking. Joey.

Has spiky orange hair. A blue suit.

Long. Black. Fucking claws.

And huge. BLOOD RED. Eyes.

“…………….oh! He looks… Nice!”

And this is where shit gets all Paranormal Activity.

My cousin, the demonic shit she is, slowly smiles and goes,

“He’s right behind you.”

Fucking hell.

My body goes cold. There is a demon behind me and as if it couldn’t be worse…

“He’s giving you a hug!”

I swear to fucking Jesus, the right side of my body started to burn.

So I slowly pat the invisible shit demon next to me and try not to let it smell the fear/shit in my pants.

And that’s the story of how I got a hug from a fucking demon that a child drew.

I like that the demons name was joey