BOO

With it being October, or Shocktober as they call it, I’ve been watching tons and tons of scary movies.  From the old Universal Monster classics to the slasher movies to the all-around just really creepy movies, I enjoy them all.  Some are movies I’ve never seen before, but most of them I’ve seen year after year.  Even though I’m familiar with most of them, they still get inside my head and mess with my mind at times.

Ellie wakes up in the middle of the night and I go into her room to soothe her back to sleep.  The room is dark, only lit by a small green glow from the baby monitor light.  I pick her up and start humming Twinkle Twinkle Little Star because I still don’t know the words.  Ellie is asleep in my arms in no time.  But I can’t help but feel the darkness.  I hear a creek in the corner.  I look and see a pile of stuffed bears.  Their beady eyes staring back at me.  I feel the dark emptiness of their eyes burning into me.  My heart begins to race.  I notice the closet door.  I think it’s closed.  It seems like it’s latched, but I’m a little uneasy checking it.  I look over at the windows.  The curtains are backlit from the street lights.  I start to see faces, mean faces, in the damask pattern on the curtains.  Each face turns into another one.  They are watching me.  I feel a chill.  I look away.  I look at Ellie.  I have to get out of here.  She looks so content and peaceful though.  I feel bad leaving her alone in this room, in the darkness, with these strange sounds.  But I put her down anyways. I give the bears a quick glance to make sure they haven’t moved.  I figure whatever is hiding in the closet will make a noise and I’ll hear it through the baby monitor.  I make sure the closet door is closed and then I quickly and quietly shut the door and go to bed.  Goodnight Ellie… and good luck…

My wife wakes up the next morning and sees the lamp next to the bed on.  She asks, “Did you forget to turn the light off when you came to bed?” 

Ummm… yeah…  That’s it, I forgot.

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