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..