The beast

Imagine a fearsome creature, neither man nor animal, with matted fur, spotted with clotted blood, having razor-sharp claws and teeth, big, strong, virtually impregnable and with greedy glowing eyes. Even this being would be afraid of what’s outside your door waiting for you to already come out.

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Under The Bed

I was tightly tucked up in bed with the glow of the nightlight illuminating the corner, as I begged my father to check for monsters in the cupboard opposite.

He closed the bedroom door and I switched off the nightlight and pulled myself into the blanket. It was then I heard the heavy breathing. He forgot to look under the bed.

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The Magic Words

My hands and underarms grew clammy with fevered regret as I doubled over in the simple but cushy chair, head down and fingers interlocked as though in prayer. Then, the grey-haired, bifocaled man uttered the magic words that would grip my body and make it convulse wildly in a fit of rapture: “You are NOT the father!”

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