The Monster Under My Bed

The Monster Under My Bed

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Anna has always been afraid of the monster under her bed. She never goes to bed late at night, and she NEVER leaves the bed once she's in it. Her parents always try to encourage her to stay up, but Anna never gives in. In the morning, she always jumps off her bed, scared that the monster will grab her foot, and drag her under. She knows it's there. She hasn't told anyone, and she hasn't ever dared to look under the bed. Not even a peek. One night, she hears a voice...from beneath the bed... The eccentric creator of this story, ZestyWordsmith
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