Boogeyman

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When I was young I would hide under my blanket claiming "the boogeyman will never find me here!"

I believed I would be safe under the safety and comfort of those sheets.

Then one day the most horrible thing happened; he found me... I screamed, I was scared. I hugged my blanket tight hoping it would protect me like it had in the past.

The boogeyman was very strong; he proceeded to hurt me. He gave me nightmares and led me to believe I was dead from then on. My childhood was gone in that instant.

As I grew, I decided to believe that this was a mere fantasy.

A mere image figment of my imagination.

But then I came to a horrible realization; the boogeyman is in fact real. It lives in false friendships and endless nightmares.

He's the unseen force that wakes up tiny children at night.

He's what makes us hear things in the dark of the night.

The boogeyman was my friend growing up but I finally decided to open my eyes. I finally decided to grow up and let the boogeyman go.

We all have a boogeyman, but we just can't see him because we're too afraid to open our eyes...

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