I was just a little kid, around the age of three or four. I watched tv when it was on. You know, all those shows for young ones that teach you to count and spell. But there was one show that stood out. It was about a neighborhood, filled with kids, and they're friends. But, they're friends were not children. Oh no. They were much worse. They were big scary monsters, covered in thick course fur, in strange bright, taunting colors, and oversized facial features. But there was one monster that was worse than all the others. He was a dark shade of blue, with huge hands that could crush anything in his way, and mouth big enough to devour a child. But, he wouldn't. He had a taste for something else. That was cookies. He would run around, taking them from all the innocent children. No one dared try to fight it. One look into his eyes could keep you from talking for months. Neither eyes looked directly at you. They both seemed to stray off in random directions, and jumped around as he moved. But you still knew he was watching. Out of the corners of his dark, soulless eyes. I was very glad I didn't live near this neighborhood. At least I didn't think I did. One night, after watching this dreadful show, I lay in bed, trying to forget those horrid memories. After a good long while, I drifted off to sleep. All of sudden I found myself in a car. I was in the passenger seat, and my mother was driving. We seemed to be going up my street, towards my house. We soon pulled into the driveway, and my mother got out. She told me to come on, but I told her I would like to sit in the car for a while. That was a big mistake. I watched as she made her way to the front door, and went in. A couple seconds later, I saw something out of the corner of my eye. A blue figure was running past my window. I was a little scared, but it soon passed. Out of no where, the horrible beast popped through the front of the car, right where my feet where. He grabbed and snapped at my feet, flailing all around like a madman. I kicked and screamed but no one could hear. Then I awoke and found myself in my own bed, no monsters. I checked my feet just to make sure. So if anyone tries to tell you that monsters can be nice, remember this story, because all monsters are scary. |
Weekly Challenge: Oh Noes a Nightmare
he looks scary this way though 
and nice colouring too
I liked how you described the cookie monster. lol!
Haha, cookie monster.