Monster

Hiding in the closet, I ball up in a fetal position hiding from the monster that usually comes from under the bed. Hand on my head, over my ears I try an hold back the tears For fear I might be heard I hear screams things flying accross the room Brief words being spoken, followed by a BOOM- I hear silence, My heart is racing.. I listen to footsteps pacing. Cries echoe through the house, As I hear it come up the stairs.. Climb by climb, I realize there's nowhere to hide.. I must confront my fear As the door handle turns- Its already here.. With a look of relief His face unrecognized I look up surprised to see A man dressed in blue He extends his hand to give me a lift It became my hero that night, from the monsters grip..