I remember
I asked my dad to check
my closet for monsters.
***
He said, OK, and then
he opened the closet door,
stepped inside,
and closed the door behind him.
***
45 minutes later
he came back out again.
***
“Nope.”
He said.
I remember
I asked my dad to check
my closet for monsters.
***
He said, OK, and then
he opened the closet door,
stepped inside,
and closed the door behind him.
***
45 minutes later
he came back out again.
***
“Nope.”
He said.
t r e f o l o g y 
I think you’ll find they were under the bed all the time.
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Magic!
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Hmm. An hour in the closet… wonder where the maid was ;)
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Hah!
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Reblogged this on davidbruceblog and commented:
The father of one of my students invented MONSTER SPRAY, which was tap water in a Windex bottle. He used to spray her room each night to keep the monsters away while she slept. One night she called him back into her room because she thought he had missed a spot while spraying.
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Not unlike the wardrobe that is a portal to Narnia, or the looking glass that transported Alice to Wonderland, this closet was a bridge to another world. The question is whether your father, after an hour of exploration, found monsters. He may have said there were none, but perhaps he was simply trying to protect you from the truth. Of course, not all monsters are dangerous. Some are shy and only come out at night when children are fast asleep.
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Well, it was a pretty good closet.
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I do hope you are not banned by facebook. This would be a travesty.
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I like your Dad!!
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My dad would have returned and said “Yep, they’re in there. Now get your ass in bed and try not to make any noise or they’ll hear you.”
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