It started a
couple of weeks ago. Some nights when I would go to bed, I would hear things.
Noises , bumps, scratching, tapping, whispering. Sometimes it wven sounded like
it from inside thehouse. And I would see shadows across my window. I knew I
couldn’t tell because no one would believe me and that would just make it
worse.
Then one
night, a monster came into my bedroom. It was a Tuesday. I remember the day
because it was my birthday. Mommy gave me a cupcake with a candle in it. Daddy
didn’t say anything. Sometimes it is better that way. Butthat night after I
went to bed, the monster came in through the window. He was dressed nice, but
was very dirty.i pretended like I was a sleep but I kept my eyes open a litte
so I could watch him. I was very scared an tried not to breathe, or move, or
think. He walked over to the crib where my little brother sleeps and bent over
it. I could not see what he was doing. He stood there for a minute and ten he
left, crawling out through the window.
The next
morning, my mom came in to get bobby and started yelling for dad (he is not
really my dad, he is bobby’s dad. I never knew my real dad). Ambulances came
and it was very busy. I tried to tell mom about the monster, but she said I was
just having a bad dream and none of that rally happened but every night after
that I lock my window and my door.
A couple of
days later we all dressed up nice and went to church for bobby. Ever since then, mommy cries a lot and looks at me sad.
Dad spends more time at work which is good because when he is home, he is very
angry. They argued last satrday and I haven’t seen dad since. Dad said it was
my fault that bobby was dead, that I was jealous of all theattention he was
getting. Bobby was not on his stoach when we put him to bed that night , but
that is how you found him was not it? Dad asked. Mom said that was not true, that bobby died
because of sids. I do not know who that is. I thought maybe that was the
monster name , but mommy always said there was no monster so I did not ask her
about it.
Tonight the
monster came back.
I tried to be
quiet, but he came over and stood at my bed. He sai, “I know you are awake. The
other night was not the first time I have been here, but tonight will be my
las. I know that you are not happy here. Do you want to come with me? I promise
no one will hurt you anymore. “ before I could think, I nodded my head and
everything got dark. I see myself lying on my bed. I think of visiting my
mother before I leave but the night is no longer young and there are many
children on this block.