Today’s sentence: “There is no monster under your bed.”
Today’s sentence: “I’m sure it was all a dream.”
Today’s prompt: “There is nothing under your bed.”
Pointless, the girl’s sobbing
Calls for “mama!”
“There is nothing under your bed,”
Her mother said, tiredly.
Child continues gulping tears
No words coherent.
“There is no monster under your bed,”
Her mom said, arms folded… “Just
Your slippers and some dust.”
Daughter weeps, inconsolable.
“I’m sure it was all a dream”…her
Mother was irritated, longing for
Rest. “Sleep now,” she tossed
Over her shoulder.
But it wasn’t a dream…not exactly
A monster under her bed…it was
Daddy, who’d whispered, “don’t tell
Mommy…you’ll make her very mad”.
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