_“Door shut tightly, monsters might come.”_ She whispered in my ear I smiled and wiped away a stray tear _“What monsters are there for you to worry about, my dear?”_ She shook and shivered in my arms Barely a crack through the door All I could hear was silence And her brothers soft snore _“Monsters, they come at night._ _They yell, scream, kick, and fight.”_ I nodded my head and held her tight And turned on the flashlight She pulled a blanket over our heads _“Do the monsters live under the bed?”_ _“No, they live just outside the door.”_ She said _“So they come out when you sleep?”_ _“Yeah, and they fight and talk and kick things._ _I think one day they’ll get rid of the their rings.”_ _“What will happen when one finally wins?”_ _“Well, you’ll have two different homes. _ _You and your brother will travel from both.”_ _“That sound scary_.” She cried mournfully I had to agree _“But you are brave and strong, and can do anything.”_ The front door unlocked and the door creaked open All sound disappeared, was replaced with none _“Door shut tightly, monsters might come!”_