Sense Sonnet - Chiller

Wanna Play?

Heather's a sweet 5 year old child,
That I happened upon one day.
I looked friendly and Heather smiled.
In her room, we began to play.
When her mother checked in on her,
She only saw Heather alone.
Mom left and giggily we were
Of Heather's secret - all her own.
I climbed atop her bed headboard,
And dared her to climb. What the heck?
She slipped, a nasty fall and floored.
Poor Heather broke her little neck.

Heather's imaginary friend
I was - till Heather's tragic end.