Monster in My Closet
A Micro-fiction of Terrifying Proportions
"There's nothing to be afraid of," my mother says gently, closing my door as she exits my room. Instantly, darkness fills the void.
My nightlight shines bright as the only light left in the room, and at first all seems well.
But then comes a sound that makes me shudder; my closet door creaks open.
I huddle tight beneath my blanket, daring not to draw a breath.
Footfalls make their way over to me, stopping just beside my bed. A deep inhale comes; just above my head.
"You can't hide forever," comes the terrible, familiar hiss, "I'll get you yet."
About the Creator
Megan Baker (@thegothofsawpit)(@shadowsitheghoststrikebwr)
A spin on her last name, "Baker's Dozen" are opinion lists on various topics. She also enjoys writing about her World of Warcraft main, The Ghastly Bulk Merchant Shadowsithe Ghoststrike, and occasionally partakes in fiction challenges.
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