So whilst browsing through SodaHead, I was answering a question about whether I used to check for monsters under my bed or not. On the comments a man put a two-line story, which has actually sent shivers down my spine:
I begin tucking him into bed and he tells me, “Daddy check for monsters under my bed.” I look underneath for his amusement and see him, another him, under the bed, staring back at me quivering and whispering, “Daddy there’s something on my bed.”
I think I’ll be sleeping with the lamp on tonight and I DEFINITELY will not be checking under my bed! Ever!