My Monsters Part 1
Six years old. I'm laying in my bed. Covers pulled up over my face. My breathing heavy. I can hear scraping noises under my bed. Moving closer and closer, the noises began to get louder and louder until my eardrums want to bleed. I yell for my mother. I can hear her footsteps pounding down the hallway leading to my room. My door swung open and my mother who had gotten sick of this by now, had a furrowed brow and in a tone voice said "Layla you have to get over these childish fears of yours." I looked at mum with fear in my eyes. "Mom, please look under me bed." My mother rolled her eyes and lifted the blankets to look under the bed. "All clear Layla. Not a monster in sight..." Mother was cut off before she could finish her sentence. Something had grabbed her and pulled her underneath my bed. I could barely muster out a scream. I grabbed for her hand but I wasn't strong enough to hold on to her. My mother was pulled into the dark abyss that lay beneath my bed. All I could muster was mother...I will find you...
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