Kids are creepy.

It's late, nearly midnight. I hear a voice say, 'mmm... mom?" and then a sigh. I get up from my desk chair to investigate. It's Mikayla. She's sitting up, with her comforter wrapped around her, her hair looking like Farrah Fawcett's in the winged years. I asked if she was alright. She smiles and says yes. I pause for a second, waiting for her head to spin around or something. I mean, kids don't just wake up in the middle of the night in a cheery mood, surely, she was possessed and this was a trap to lure me closer.
"Why are you awake?" She just smiles and looks at me and makes a funny face. "Lay down and go back to sleep, you're creeping me out."

She did.

I think I preferred it when she "woke up" screaming in terror when she was younger. I find night terrors to be much less creepy than scary little girls smiling at me when they should be asleep.

Really, I thought for a minute that she might throw up. She kinda looked funny at first, with those half open eyes. That's probably what started the creep factor.

I'll never be able to sleep now.