A loud crash was heard downstairs. Mikard was drunk again. Drinking from those green bottles. Teddy ran upstairs to his room but didnt lock the door. That only made Mikard madder. He went over to his mom; an oversized doll he had made himself. The crashes and sounds of glass breaking were getting louder. It wouldn't be long now before Mikard made his way upstairs. Teddy shivered in fear and held his mom. "Im scared mom" he said, crying. "I dont want to get another beating" "Mickey never stops and he hurts me so bad" Teddy clutched his mom harder. "I wish you were alive mom" said Teddy. "I wish you could help me and protect me from Mickey." Feet stomped up the stairs. It wouldnt be long now. "Oh no!" Cried Teddy. "Mickey is here!" "I have to hide!" Teddy thought about hiding under the bed, but Mikard always found him there. He looked toward the closet, but it was full of junk and there's no way he would be able to hide there. The footsteps grew closer to his bedroom door. Then, Teddy got an idea. He took an old sleeping bag and placed it inside the closet. Then he buried it in broken toys and ratty clothes. As the doorknob turned quietly, Teddy climbed inside the sleeping bag and layed still. The door opened and there stood a fully drunk Mikard, a belt in one hand, a beer bottle in the other. "I know yer in here, Teddy." He said. "I just tore up the downstairs looking fer ya" "He stops talking to take another swig of beer. "Ya ready for another beatin'?" He walks in the bedroom and looks under Teddys bed. Mikard chuckles to himself. "You think you're gittin' smart, don't cha Brat?" He gets up and searches the closet. He takes a few toys and smashes them against the wall. "I know you're in here, ya brat!" "Now come here! Mikard takes his belt and begins hitting everything in the closet. Imside his sleeping bag, Teddy is getting hit with Mikards belt. It doesn't hurt as much, but it stings. He closes his eyes and pretends he's at the park with his mom. There's lots of yummy food and pretty birds. Mikards belt hits the top of Teddy's head, bringing him back to reality. He cries softly, wishing Mikard would go away. All of a sudden, he hears Mikard talking to someone. The belt stops hitting him. "Hey, ya freak!" What are you doing in here?" Teddy is listening for the person to answer. But he can't see anything in his sleeping bag. He hears Mikard talking and an odd shuffling noise. "Hey!" What are ya doing?!" Mikards voice sounds different now, it sounds scared. The shuffling noise gets louder and Mikard starts screaming. "Get away from me!" Help! Help!" Teddy is scared and stays inside the sleeping bag. If Mikard is afraid of it, Teddy thought to himself, then he would be terrified. Teddy heard the sound of someone being hit with a belt. "Hey!" "Ow!" "Knock it off!" "Geez...ow" The beating was getting worse. Mikard was on the floor crying. "Teddy was both relived and terrified. Who was beating Mikard? And would he come for him next?
