"I'm scared Mummy! They're hiding under my bed!"
Alison crouched down beside her son, who had curled up in his bed, and pulled the blanket tightly up to his face, his terrified eyes peering out from behind the blue fabric.
"Honey, we go through this every night. Always another tale of something hiding under your bed, or hiding in the closet, or hiding in your toy box. There is nothing to be afraid of."
"I'm not afraid of them Mummy. I'm afraid of what they're hiding from!"
YOU ARE READING
Scary Stories
Short StoryIt's in the title Recommendation : read from the last chapter to the first , the chapters are better the further you go .(One chapter which I think is really good is called 6 Charles ). As well read it at night . It will be more fun . It is comple...
