Monday, January 24, 2011

The Monster in the Basement

There’s a monster in my basement.

It came in the night from beyond the frozen river.

There was a gust of wind, a rush of cold, cold air, and the monster crept down to the basement, because that’s where monsters live.

I can hear it howling from the other side of the door.

Someone’s going to have to go down there—before the monster comes up for us.

But not me!

I don't like monsters. Especially this monster. This is the most terriblest monster in the world. Even Thursday is hiding.

I'm going to go hide.

I'll write soonif I can.

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