The bed creaks as I slowly get out trying not to make a ruckus. The wood cries slowly as I step, sound seeping out of the cracks. I arrive at the carpet and I am ready to go. I slither past the rooms quiet as an owl flying in the void of sky. But a shadow looms over me and I run past it and go down the stairs, I'm clear, I think to myself. Little did I know I was not. I grab the cookie and get to the staircase and there he is... the boogie man! I run past him to my room slip under the sheets and shut my eyes, and when I emerged from the covers, I see him slip into the closest, waiting for his next victim.
