Sunday, November 3, 2024

Petal's Monster (children's story) by Leanne Dyck

Mom leaves Petal alone in her bedroom to confront her monster. What will Petal do?

photo by ldyck


Petal's Monster


Petal crept into her Mom's bedroom, silently she crawled onto her Mom's bed and--.

Click. Lamplight cut through the dark.

"Not again." Mom signed. "We've been over and over this. You're a big girl. You need to sleep in your own bed."

"No, I can't. It's under my bed," Petal said.

"There's nothing there. Come with me. I'll show you." Mom picked up a flashlight and led Petal back to her room.

Mom shone the flashlight under the bed. The beam of light hit something. It moved.

Petal tugged on her Mom's arm. "The monster! We need to get out of here. Now!"

Mom bent over and scooped something up in her hand. She showed it to Petal. "See. It's just a ball of dust."

Scrape. Scrape. Scrape.

"I can hear it moving." Petal wrapped her arms around her mom's leg.

Mom shone the flashlight at the window. "It's a tree branch." Mom frowned. "It's late. We both need to get to sleep. Don't wake me again."

Petal crawled into her bed.

"Remember, it's nothing. Just your imagination playing tricks on you." Mom left the door open a crack. 

Petal heard Mom go down the hall and into her bedroom. She heard Mom close her door. Petal was all alone. Bravely, she pulled the covers up to her chin and squeezed her eyes closed. "It's nothing," she said, over and over again.

Scrape. Scrape. Scrape.

Petal's eyes popped open. "Mom says you're just a tree branch, but you sound so close. Like you're under my bed."

"I'm going to get you," the monster said.

"But Mom said--."

A fluffy arm reached out from under the bed. It caught hold of Petal's pajama pant leg. It grabbed Petal's ankle. It kept pulling and pulling. "You're coming with me," the monster said, and pulled her off the b--.

Petal coiled her fingers into fists. "No, I'm not."

"You're not?"

"No, I'm not. Stop pulling me."

The monster stopped pulling.

"Let go of me."

The monster let go.

"You're not a monster."

"I'm not?"

"No, you're not. You're nothing. You're not even here."

Fizzle, snap, poof. Nothing was under her bed. The monster was gone.

All Petal saw was her fluffy teddy bear, Sunny. She picked him up and climbed back into bed.

"It's time to go to sleep," Petal told Sunny, "but don't be afraid, I'm right here."

Petal closed her eyes and fell asleep.


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