As soon as I entered, I knew that something was not right. As I looked around the room, the putrid smell of rotten flesh dominated my nose, swiftly avoiding my defensive bristles. My parents had said "Well, Bob, We're going out for tea. You are four years of age now, and can take care of yourself." And that was it. So here I was, in a cold, uncomfortable room. Teddy was there, fast asleep upon my bed. He was there, so nothing else mattered.

I walked over to the closet, to get my PJ's. The door opened on it's own accord, and inside I saw....The Boogey Monster!!

TO BE CONTINUED............................