“What’s that noise?” Robbin said afraid. “Mom there’s something under my bed?”
Robbin’s Mom, Dorothy, flicked on the bedside lamp in eight-year-old Robbin’s room. She made a grand show of peering under the bed.
“Come see Robbin, there’s nothing under your bed. A monster couldn’t fit under there.”
Robbin got out of bed and peaked under his bed. “There’s only a few socks and toys here.”
“Yep. You can clean those up tomorrow,” Dorothy ordered.” Now it’s time for bed. No more reading. You have school.”
Robbin nodded and flicked off his lamp hesitantly. He snuggled under the covers which Dorothy had tucked him into. That’s when he heard the scrapping sound and loud inhuman breathing.
Robbin hid is whole body under his blankets, hoping the monster wouldn’t eat him.
The monster was in the closet this time and Robbin could see his red eyes through the crack in the closet door. The closet door began to creep open and Robbin screamed. The monster’s shadow was visible on the floor.
Dorothy came running. She was tired and wondered when Robbin would get over his fears of monsters. “What now my love?”
“The monster is in the closet now.” Robbin stuttered his face wan.
Dorothy opened the closet door, flinging it open to show Robbin nothing was there. “See no monsters,” Dorothy said.
“Mom,” Robbin screamed.
Behind Dorothy a monster was waiting to pounce. His red eyes glaring and giant teeth sharp and dripping with slime. His half-furred, half-reptilian body repulsed Robbin who began to cry and beg, “Don’t eat my Mom.”
Dorothy turned around to look in the closet. “There’s nothing here . . . Ah!” The monster swallowed Robbin’s Mom whole.
Robbin flicked on the lamp light quickly and the monster disappeared. “Mommy . . .” Robbin asked.
But it was too late. Dorothy should’ve known better. The best way to get rid of monsters is to first turn on the light.
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