My 5 year old said that,I looked at him and said”your just imagining things” he stomps into his room that night I heard a scream I got up out of bed and ran to his room he was gone but not the monster he was a black scribble long legs and arms no eyes like my kids said I backed up I stared at me my life flashed before my eyes I was in hospital before I knew it in cuts.Tears running down my face what was the thing and where is my child?..