“but i don’t want to go to bed, the man with no eyes is waiting for me in the closet!” anna exclaimed in her typical 5-year-old fashion. “anna, there is no man in you closet. especially not one with no eyes.” her mom reasoned. “but he’s there! i saw him last night! he is there!” anna yelled. “anna. i’ll check your closet. you have to go to bed.” her dad offered. “okay, fine.” anna finally gave in. they all walked to her room hand in hand. while her mom, stacy, tucked her into bed, her dad, clarke, opened the closet. “see, there’s nothing there. good night anna, i love you.” “i love you too daddy.” anna said, relieved. “i love you, anna.” her mom said. “i love you too mommy.” her parents walked out of her room. seconds after they entered the living room, they heard anna scream. “anna!” the both exclaimed simultaneously. they ran to her room, and saw an empty bed. they saw the back of a mans head. he turned, and he had no eyes. how could he have seen anna? i’m his arms was the little girl that was right. hand over mouth, eyebrows pinched, tears rolling from her waterline.