"There's nothing in the dark" my exhausted parents told me. "Act like a big boy for once."
Putting me back in bed, they made me turn off the light.
Trembling, I pulled the covers over my head as familiar scratching and rustling resumed in the black void around me.
Beyond my hastily-built fabric shelter, I heard raspy breathing and felt weight pressing down on my bed; instinctively, I assumed the fetal position.
Something tugged on the blankets, probing, then it pulled much harder; I clung desperately until morning's light shone through my window, forcing it to flee until nightfall.
Jason Mott over 3 years ago
Thank you. Sometimes, I really wish we had a higher word allowance... Sometimes...
Jamie Clapperton over 3 years ago
This is the second time this evening I have expected a cat to be involved and they weren't. So I probably won't sleep tonight, (Winks.)
shaun about 3 years ago
Love the way the threat lasted all night. Exhausting. Well done, Jason.