TsuraraUzumaki

When I was a child, As I slept every night, My closet door was closed. I feared what might be hiding there. Some kind of monster maybe? With scales and spikes and long sharp teeth? Or a wicked demon waiting to pounce, To throttle me in my sleep? Though none of these things were true, I know that now after so long… There was always something lurking there. There in my closet. Now I look back and laugh. If only I had known.