My Mother Picks Winners

There is an angry big-mouthed monster living in my room. I tried to discourage him, chased him off with mop and broom. He grinned his ugly broken teeth at me and gave me grief. This story gets a lot worse, so I doubt I can be brief. His name is Rufus Dufus and he eats up all my snacks. He has ripped up my comforter and both of my back packs. I am terrified of him and have begged my mother for some help. She came into the room and he convinced her to buy kelp. Now my room is smelly for he is eating kelp and onions too. I am feeling discouraged, down, saddened and a bit blue. My mother is dating this creature who is devouring my socks. Hope she cannot find more creeps; maybe she will run out of rocks.