As a child, I thought everyone saw them. And in a way I was right, everyone saw them dash about in the corner of their eyes but I saw them truly. They didn't run from my site but rather fought to be in it.
I have memories of me as a baby, watching the shadowy monster crawl and dance around the ceiling above my crib. no one believed me of course, always the condescending, ''of course, dear'' from every nanny, foster mom, caseworker, and caretaker I've ever had.
