MONSTER
by Nathan Hall
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"Mommy! There's a monster under my bed!"
With a patient sigh, I follow my son's cries into his bedroom. There he is, curled up under his blanket, shivering.
"Peter, what did I tell you?" I ask, shaking my head.
"N-No such things as monsters," Peter says, peeking out from under his blanket.
"That's right. But if you're so scared, I'll check for you anyway, ok?"
Peter nods, biting his lip to keep it from trembling.
The hardwood is, well, hard, bruising on my knees. I flip the sheet and blanket up from over the side of the bed, and look underneath.
Lurking in the darkness under the bed is a creature with red eyes and sharp fangs.
I sigh again, flipping the covers back down. "See? Nothing there. Now get some sleep, mister. The morning's gonna come awfully early for one sleepyhead."
I kiss my son on the forehead and tuck him in.
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