There it was. The monster. Peeking it’s little head out from over the bed. It’s terrifying. “Johnny! Lights out!” his mom yelled at him. Johnny was my best friend. He would drop food crumbs beside the bed just for me. I can only walk around when the lights are out and it strikes midnight. That’s my favorite time. I get to stare at johnny sleeping so peacefully.
If it wasn’t for johnny always shoving things under the bed, hiding it from his mother, I would be a starved, rotten corpse. The lights turned off. I had to protect Johnny from the bear monster from above the bed.
After a few hours, it had struck midnight. I slowly crawled out from under the bed and ripped the bears head off with my Pale white, long fingertips.
I’ve saved Johnny.
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