Who do you believe?

One late night, you are up in your bedroom when you hear your mom calling you downstairs. You are halfway down the staircase when all of a sudden, you see your mom in front of her bedroom door, terrified, she whispers, ‘Don’t go downstairs. I heard her, too.’
Who do you believe?
I run downstairs and out the fucking door and never look back.
This absolutely just scared the fuck out of me..
shit
(Source: moriarty)
Neither…I just run back to my bedroom, jump into the bed & pull the blankets up over my head…cause we all know blankets...
Shit.
I sit down in the middle of the fucking staircase so I don’t have to listen to either of them. And if anyone comes near...