Baal-Berith's Bedtime Stories & Lullabies

Little Hands, Little Feet

Once there was little baby with little feet.

So did she have little teeth?

No, the baby had no little teeth.

Yet she had little hands.

Yes, little hands and little feet.

So why didn't the baby have little teeth?

Because the little baby didn't eat.

Why didn't the little baby eat?

Because she had little feet.

Yet, she did not have little hands.

Baby had little feet yet not little hands.

So baby can grab something to eat?

No, baby could not eat.

Why did baby still not eat?

Because she had big feet.

So baby was too loud to eat?

Yes, baby had stomping feet.

So did baby have long nails?

Yes, baby had long nails to eat.

So baby did eat?

No, baby could not eat.

So baby still had no teeth?

No, baby had little teeth.

So how come she could not eat?

Because baby needs bigger teeth.

So how can baby's teeth grow big?

That's a secret that I won't give.

Because, little baby needs to eat?

Yes, but time will only give.

Until baby is ready for a feast?

Yes, she will be very pleased.

What does little baby eat?

Something that you are is what you eat.

I do quite understand, what does baby eat?

You are what you eat.

Stop saying that please, your scaring me!

Your going to make baby cry if you keep shouting-

Shush.....

(anonymous giggles)

Baby's coming.

(Tapping feet could be heard far away. Then stops at the doorway.)

Baby's little feet has stopped.

Soon baby's little hands will surely pick the lock.

And once the lock is picked, baby can eat?

Yes. Baby will finally eat.

And what does she eat?

.....

What does she eat?

She eats what we don't.

What?

She eats the things that keep us alive.

.....

Is baby really a baby?

No.

So what is she?

Something that has been waiting for you you're whole life.

(door creaks open)

Baby is here, she's ready to feast!

Baby is the fairy that hides under your bed.

What!

She laughs and giggles every time you thinks she's dead.

What are you talking about?

Baby was your sister and your sister is dead.

Mommy I am scared!

(a shadow stretches from the hall into the dark room.)

See, she's here and now she can eat.

Mommy stop!

So now it's nap time for Teddy.

No!

(The shadow grabs Teddy's mother and drags her out the room)

Go to sleep Teddy.... mommy will see you soon.