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The Boogeyman Who Lived In My Closet
When I was about eight years old we lived in an old house. It had three stories plus an attic and like any old house it had creaks and groans. At night the house seemed haunted. Well, it did to an eight year old with a vivid imagination. Anyways, I was totally convinced that inside my closet lived a boogeyman. He was the vision of terror, but I had never actually seen his face. Sometimes he hid in corners of my room or under my bed. I had heard all about him from other kids. He was a devil, who carried children away in the night to eat them. My parents said it was just a shadow but I knew he existed. I would hug dolly and teddy, trembling. But he never ate me, because I am here telling you this story, but he could have .. . . tall man with claws and pretty sure he had fangs- never saw his face Well no, Daddy, I never saw the claws or the fangs or his face. But trust me Daddy, he is in the closet! Nooooo, don't open it! Okay well he heard you talking and went away, but he will be back, trust me on that. Goodnight Daddy, leave the door open and LEAVE the hall light on. an evil laughing creaking of my closet door- s c r e a m i n g for daddy _____________________________ May 25, 2016 Poetry/Haibun/The Boogeyman who Liven In My Closet Copyright Protected, ID 16-794-931-0 All Rights Reserved. Written under Pseudonym. For the contest, Story Poem Contest sponsor, Carol Eastman First Place ______________________ Written for the contest, Boogeyman sponsor, Nayda Ivette Negron Second Place
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