In the Closet
When I was little I had an irrational fear of what was hiding in my closet at night.
Except one night I quickly got over that fear. It was when he showed up.
A tall skinny light grey thing came out of my closet. At first I was scared because of his sharp claws and pointy teeth. He had no eyes just dark pits of emptiness. It's voice sounded like nails against a chalk board. This thing told me I shouldn't be afraid of what's in the closet because it was only him. He said he would never hurt me. He repeated it several times until his voice started to change...he now sounds like my mother. After a few minutes he started to look like her to.This seemed to calm me down, like a mothers presence does.
The only rule, he said, to keep me safe was to never look in the closet past 1:30 am, and I will be fine. I've followed that rule, as if it was the golden rule. I wasn't afraid of my closet anymore, knowing that the thing in my closet won't hurt me.
Till one day when I was getting ready for school I picked out my outfit in the closet. Then I felt sick. I was extremely ill and could barely move a muscle, I told my mother and didn't go to school. I laid in bed all day and I fell asleep early that night. I woke up with the feeling I was being watched. I turned over and looked at my alarm clock to check the time. 1:31am.
It then hit me I never shut my closet door.
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