Monsters

“Three, two, one. Ready or not here I come!!!”

My older brother is the easiest person to find in this game. I have no idea why I play this with him. I usually find him in his room playing video games. How is that hiding?

“Time for bed!”

That is our babysitter. She always puts us to bed earlier than mom and dad do. She always has her friends over when we are supposed to be sleeping. I wonder if mom and dad know?

Her friends are the least of my worries right now. I have to make sure my room is safe for me to go to bed. I turn on every light I have in my bedroom and start searching. I have my light saber at the ready in case of an attack. I throw open my closet and jump into fighting stance. I use my saber to move things around searching everything in there. I shut the door and move a stack of books in front of the door. I will know if anything tries to come out of there.

I get on my tummy and start crawling around my room. I look under the dresser, under my night stands and a long inspection under my bed. That is usually where they hide. It looks like my room is clear so I can brush my teeth and jump into bed with Teddy, my protector.

My babysitter tucks me in. I have Teddy and my light saber by my side. I make sure all the sheets are tucked under my bed and that they cover my head except for one eye. I need to make sure I can see everything. If anything does come in my room, I am safe if my toes are covered by the sheet. Those silly monsters won’t think to look in my bed if my toes aren’t hanging out. She shuts my door but cracks it open after I yell to her that she shut it all the way. Babysitters are so dumb; you never shut my door all the way. What is she thinking?

I say my prayers and make one last look around the room. I think the coast is clear and I can finally go to bed.

My eyes fly open, what was that? I here a scratching noise from under my bed and it is getting louder and louder. I look around the room and I don’t see anything. I grab my saber and hold Teddy close and make sure my toes are covered. I breathe quietly so the monster can’t here me. Something is tugging on my blankets. That isn’t supposed to happen! Monsters don’t touch the bed. I see a movement to my right; a big hairy disgusting arm is making its way onto my bed. I can’t take it anymore!

“HELP! MONSTER!”

The babysitter runs in my room looking very angry with me. She turns on the lights and marches to where the monster is coming from and pulls my brother out from under my bed by his shirt. He is laughing so hard he is crying.

My brother is so stupid. When mom and dad got home, I told them all about what he did. I may have added some things to the story to make sure he got in lots of trouble. Daddy got mad at my brother and put him on restriction for two whole weeks! I was so happy. I don’t think he will ever scare me again, we will leave that to the real monsters.