The Tall Man
I thought sleep deprivation was making me see things... until my baby started smiling at something pacing in the nursery, and toys began coming back with fingerprints too big to be his.
This is the story I’ve never said out loud. It started with a shadow on the baby monitor. I tried to explain it away - bad lighting, exhaustion, anything rational - but then Leo began giggling at things I couldn’t see, and offering his toys to someone who wasn’t there. Someone he calls The Tall Man.
This is a quiet, unsettling account of early motherhood, sleep deprivation, and the creeping dread of something…
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