“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!”