Scaring a Six Year Old
It is August, summer break.
Our six-year-old grandson Jay comes to spend the night.
His great grandfather terrorizes him with scary stories.
Each of them begins and ends with a frightening red robot.
“He is from the planet Marconius, and he always kills people.”
I ask my grandfather to please stop scaring him.
He scoffs at my efforts. “He likes it! “He tells me.
I forgot that there was an antique robot in my daughter’s bedroom.
Where Jay is going to spend the night.
Jay begins screaming because he thinks he has seen it move.
We let him sleep with the storyteller.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2022
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