A Bump in the NightPosted: August 15, 2016
Perry tried to breathe as quietly as possible in his bed; the monster might hear him and come out of his closet.
He had the covers pulled up to his nose, resting on his upper lip, and tucked in tightly all the way around his body. His small frame shuddered as he dared to think about what the closet monster could do to him.
Was that faint sound its claws tick-tacking on the hardwood floor? The covers inched past Perry’s nose. His eyes widened with fear.
He pulled the covers over his head, and a soft weight jostled him. It was on top of the covers. Perry stifled a scream.
Small rhythmic vibrations roused his curiosity, and since he hadn’t been murdered yet, Perry dared take a peek at the foot of his bed.
No monsters, only his cat Harold.