What more could she wish for? What more than safety could she wish for?
Up until tonight, she had everything she wished for, and that was to be kept safe from the monsters lurking bellow her bed, the shadows lingering on the corners of her eyes, the ghosts breathing down the back of her neck.
Safety was all she ever wished for. She hoped, as she turned off the lights in her room, that she would wake up in the morning, safe.
Good night world, wish me luck.