The Monster Under the Bed

He's Always There, Watching, Waiting

He's there, I can feel it. Waiting for me underneath my bed. 

I want to get help I really do, but I can't. You can't exactly go up to your mom and tell her there's a monster under your bed.

I haven't slept for so long now, I would do anything to sleep. However, if I close my eyes, even just for a minute, I'll be gone. I would no longer exist.

I can see him, his eyes glare out at me from under my bed, he won't leave.

I've tried sleeping on the couch, but he's there too. 

Please help me. He's everywhere, my bed, the couch, my friends house. I can't lose him, I swear I might be going insane. Can you blame me? I'm 15 years old and the monster under the bed is following me everywhere. 

I see him when I close my eyes too, he never leaves me no matter how hard I try.

...

I fell asleep.

(A/N: This is just an extremely short story, sorry... I haven't really been able to concentrate on my other books and I suddenly had the need to write this. I hope you like it!)