i'm not afraid of the old hag anymore. and by old hag, i don't mean you, V. not everything is about you, so please shut up.

i woke up last night when someone covered my face with a cloth. the cloth must have been a little transparent because i can see a hooded figure happily waving at me. i thought that the hooded figure looked like Death, the guy that brings people to hades. i couldn't move and i sensed evil, but i wasn't afraid. it happened to me several times before and i used to be terrified. but i'm not anymore. i knew it was the old hag visiting me when i feel stressed. i prayed to God for her to go away and she did. next time she visits me again, i'd make her feel sorry she troubled my sleep. i didn't have a name for her before. it was mister benedict here who introduced me to the idea of the old hag. to all the people she visits from time to time, do not be afraid. you're okay as long as you pray before sleeping. source: mr benedict, the mysterious benedict society old hag, http://monsterpappa.deviantart.com