THERE USED TO BE A NIGHTMARE IN MY CLOSET...
Before going to sleep,
I always closed the closet door.
I was even afraid to turn around and look.
When I was safe in bed, I'd peek... sometimes.
One night, I decided to get rid of my nightmare once and for all.
As soon as the room was dark... I heard him creeping toward me.
Quickly, I turned on the light and caught him sitting at the bottom of my bed.
"Go away, Nightmare, or I'll get you," I said.
I got him anyway.
My nightmare began to cry...
I was mad... but not too mad.
"Nightmare, be quiet or you'll wake Mommy and Daddy ", I said.
He wouldn't stop crying so I took him by the hand
… and tucked him in bed... and closed the closet door.
I suppose there's another nightmare in my closet, but my bed's not big enough for three.