So yeah, what the title says. I saw it when I was taking a shit.
I have my own bathroom connected to my bedroom, and I usually leave the door open because no really comes in my room. I looked at my bed and saw the monster underneath it. It was just staring at me, well, at my crotch. I covered my crotch quickly, and finished up. After cleaning up I walked to my bed, and kicked underneath it. "Fucking pervert," I said under my breathe. You guys are probably like, "Dillan! Don't say that! Why are you not screaming?" And the answer is, I have no clue! I guess I've gotten used to the thing. It doesn't bother me and I don't bother it. It does get a little too touchy sometimes, but I just kick it away. Now, I need to go, my mom is making pizza for dinner! My favorite!
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The thing under my bed
RomanceDillan is a college student who's on summer break. His parents left for a vacation leaving him home alone for a month. He keeps hearing strange noises from under his bed. What could it be?
