Monster Under the Bed
“I am going to bed now,” said six year old Katie, grabbing her favourite pink blanket out of the laundry basket.
“Goodnight Katie,” said Mother, giving Katie a kiss.
Katie took her blanket upstairs and crawled into bed. She looked out her bedroom window and she could see the moon shining bright. She could see the shadow of the big maple tree against the garage door.
“Do you want the curtain closed?” asked Mother, who came in to tuck Katie into bed. “That moon sure is bright tonight.”
“Yes please, Mommy,” said Katie.
Mommy closed the curtain and gave Katie a kiss on her forehead.
“Good night sweetie,” said Mother, closing Katie’s bedroom door.
“Please leave it open a little bit,” said Katie.
“Yes dear,” said Mother.
Katie fell asleep pretty quickly that night. She was pretty tired. She had a very busy day.
About half-way through the night, Katie woke up, screaming. Mother heard her and quickly went to her room to see what was going on.
“It is under my bed!” screamed Katie.
“What is under your bed?” asked Mother, lifting up the blankets of the bed and taking a look. “There is nothing there.”
“There is a monster under the bed,” said Katie.
Katie rolled over to the other side of the bed and she pointed to something on the floor.
“Look,” said Katie. “The monster left his candy wrappers on the floor.”
Mother took a look and sure enough there were some candy wrappers on the floor. She took a look under the bed again and this time she did see Katie’s monster under the bed.
“Your monster sure left a mess of candy wrappers for us to clean up tomorrow,” said Mother, picking up the little culprit that was under Katie’s bed.
“Oh Mr. Socks,” said Katie, laughing, when she saw her cat in Mother’s arms. “You naughty, naughty boy.”
“At least we found the monster that was under the bed,” said Mother. “Now we just have to find out how the candy wrappers got into your room.”
“Oh oh!” exclaimed Katie, with a guilty look on her face.
“Looks like that mystery is solved too,” said Mother, kissing Katie on the forehead.
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