At the creeps

Baby sitting Yuch what a chore although this is waht acutally did take place.
The baby ran away and aI died.
As a ghost, I started to follow the trail of the tiny footprints into the woods where this is waht actually happened and didnt:
the baby was still lost and I fell into a creepy creak of worms and snakes.
Camping just isn't what ut used toe be: once upon a time I had a movie drive in date and now Im dead as a mouse trapped in the dungeons.
From this we move on to the movie of real time creeps: the worms actually managed to ear my invisible flesh alive....
Althought the snake also managed to strangle my non existing cracked neckline.
Once upon a time, my neck was made for this and that necklace and this and that biting embrace and now IM DEAD.
JUST DEAD (in bold lettering) and the baby s gone.