The Thing Under My Bed
The Classic, "Monster Under the Bed" - But in Micro-fiction
Fear begins to creep in again as the last of daylight dwindles. Despite the lights still on, shadows cling to the edges.
The floorboards creak as I tiptoe upstairs. I pause in the doorway, afraid.
Gathering my courage, I take a running leap. I land upon the box spring with a terrible groan. I'm too old for this!
I settle in beneath the covers, careful to tuck them in around me. No wayward feet sticking out, and no blanket dangling down.
I close my eyes, huddled tight. My breath hitches at movement underneath my bed.
Clawed hands search; it's awake!
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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