Lying awake in the middle of the night, he could definitely hear something creaking.
He wanted somebody to put on the light, but the rest of his family were sleeping.
“I don’t want to hear it, it’s frightening me, I want to get under my covers.
But then I won’t see, when it comes after me – which it will – when it’s eaten the others”
He’d call out for mum, but couldn’t risk shouting, so he started to whisper a prayer
Then a funny thing happened, without any warning, his curtains were opened and mum said, “Good morning”.
© Andy(ArT)Trigg 2001