The Monsters Below

The Monsters Below

  • WpView
    Reads 41
  • WpVote
    Votes 0
  • WpPart
    Parts 5
WpMetadataReadOngoing7m
WpMetadataNoticeLast published Sat, Mar 31, 2018
WpInfo
Fiction
Mystery
Deep underground, down where we would never imagine to look, lie the fears every kid thinks about at night. Our little ones warn us about them, but we just presume they are stories built by fear. These "tales" are no longer parts of fiction. They're real. They watch us, waiting for the right time to strike. "Who are they?", you might be asking. They are the monsters.
All Rights Reserved
#450
eva
WpChevronRight
Join the largest storytelling communityGet personalized story recommendations, save your favourites to your library, and comment and vote to grow your community.
Illustration

You may also like

  • Beneath the Shadowlanders
  • Poison Letters
  • A World Divided
  • Black Heart (GirlxGirl, lesbian)
  • Defected Lullaby
  • Here is to live |Lesbian Story|

We knew something wasn't right from the moment we awoke. It was like something was missing - a part of our very souls - and we couldn't sense the deficiency, no matter how hard we tried. A hundred million eyes adjusted to the dark all at once, all surprised to be awakened so soon. We ran through our checklists of limbs and senses, drawing ourselves out of our dreams piece by piece. Some went back to sleep, unaware, unbothered, too tired to notice the difference. Some lay in bed, too anxious to stand until the light of dawn crept through their windows at last, and they were sure the monsters in their closets had gone back to sleep. Some leapt from their slumbers, more keenly aware than others that the missing pieces were important. But we didn't know. We couldn't have. Not until we found ourselves standing in the light and discovered: We no longer had shadows.

More details
WpActionLinkContent Guidelines