“Hello?” I said tentatively.
The door creaked open slowly, tentatively, but with purpose. For a disappointing moment, there was nothing but darkness.
Then, a vague outline made its presence known. My hand went to my table lamp, but a small voice said, “Please. We are comfortable in the darkness.”
A giant fuzzy creature wearing a fedora and peacoat stepped out onto my carpet.
“Pleased to make your acquaintance, my dear. I represent the closet monsters, and we have been waiting for you.”
“Me? Why?”
“Why? To become a fuzzy closet monster, silly!” He extended a fuzzy paw. “Come with me.”
I wish I had read this and believed it when I was a kid!
ReplyDeletethis is scary and lovely and stands alone -- i'd make it Closet Monster (without the part 2)
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