“DADDY…

                    THERES A DRAGON IN MY CLOSET!!”

rumbling sounds escape the cracks beneath the door

i can hear it breathing

growling like its ready to eat me

claws,

scratching as if its stuck in captivity

or starving

and I will be its first meal of the night…

“DADDY…

                    THERES A DRAGON IN MY CLOSET!!”

 I’ve hidden under this blanket

afraid,

pouring sweat,

shaking in fear

with just a mere glimpse of light poking through the few holes of this old cover

“DADDY…

                    THERES A DRAGON IN MY CLOSET!!”

the knobs shaking

I’m afraid

scared

          DADDY…

                                       DADDDYY…

                                                             DAADDDDYYYY…

 

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