Written sometime in 2013?
I was told that even as a infant I did not sleep at night. Neither did I cry.
I was told, that when I could move around some, I would be found at the foot of my crib, under the covers. As if I was hiding.
Later I learned, on my own, that indeed I was hiding. I wasn’t afraid of the dark, I was afraid of what hid in the dark.
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I love the dark, I love the night. I can hide in the dark and the night covers me.
But I still fear what comes in the night, the monsters under the bed.
I don’t like to sleep with a lot of covers. I tend to kick the covers off my feet and then dangle my feet over the edge of the bed. But not for long. I quickly pull my feet back because there are monsters hiding under my bed. Waiting to pull me down and under and then…
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Subject to Change Without Notice 
I never had monsters under the bed but there were little scary trolls living behind my dresser. I would swear that I could hear them talking back there too.
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Trolls? LOL
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I was more afraid of the monsters l lived with than the monsters under the bed or in the dark. I love the dark and yet last night l slept with one light on because l only slept for three hours due to that damn nuclear station attack. It wasn’t the dark that worried me.
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It was the monster that I lived with that hid in the night….
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Yes l can understand that all too well.
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The first part is written beautifully although what you’re saying isn’t. I’m sorry for what you learned you were hiding from as a child.
I understand the second part because I don’t dare let my feet dangle either!
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