“It’s in the closet. I swear Mommy! He’s going to come out when I’m sleeping and eat my toes.”
Marybeth had pulled the quilt way up, over her nose. Two little brown eyes looked over the edge of the blanket.
“There is nothing in the closet, Marybeth! Go to sleep!”
Marybeth’s mother shut the door behind her. It was silly how afraid her daughter was. Didn’t she know anything? There weren’t any monsters in the closet. The only monsters in the house were down in the cellar. And Marybeth’s mother had put a large bolt and chain on that door.
Love the story. Short, yet has a zinger at the end.
ReplyDeleteLOL! What a fantastic ending. :D Made me laugh.
ReplyDeleteVery nicely done! I have enjoyed it. :)
ReplyDelete*cue twilight zone music* doo doo doo doo! lol. I loved this!
ReplyDeleteHaving two young children, I know you have captured that moment perfectly. Great writing, well done.
ReplyDeletelol. Nice one.
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Love the ending. There are monsters!!
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