Monster In A Closet Novels & Stories

She was safe, here with me. The thought struck me: my restraints hadn't held the monster. Would Asher's and Caspian's? Perhaps the monster had grown stronger. Or the wall I'd used had weakened. I rarely succumbed to the wildness with my brothers in the basement. I often retreated to a tunnel deep in the woods, a rocky cave that reliably contained the monster once I locked myself inside. The monster was many times my size; the entrance, which I squeezed through, wouldn't allow its escape.

"You went in my room?" "Just to drop off your bags. I didn't touch anything." His warm eyes looked innocent but I didn't believe him. "Thanks." I opened the door. "Winter?" His voice stopped me. "If you need anything tonight, I'm right next door. Just knock." "I'll be fine." "I'm sure you will be." He turned to leave then paused. "Sleep well, little stepsister." I closed the door and locked it immediately. I came here to hide from Marcus and start over. Instead I walked into a house with three wolves who already decided I belonged to them.

“Mom.” I looked back at him. “I’m listening.” He kept his eyes on the ceiling as he asked the next question. “If I say yes, and we do the test with the guards and everything, can the Paper Monster be locked up?” I looked at him lying there, one hand still tucked beneath the pillow where the drawing waited. The night lamp cast the room in a soft amber glow, making the shadows gentler and, somehow, everything feel a little more survivable. "If the test says what I think it says," I said, "there's a lot of paper that changes. And yes. Some of the monsters get locked up."

Where could he go to escape the invisible monsters that always tormented him whenever he closed his eyes? He suddenly remembered the closet where all the clothes were being stored. Moving like a ghost, he soundlessly slid down from the big bed. He walked towards the wardrobe doors and without making a sound, he gently pulled the door open, slipped his thin body inside, and pulled the door shut. Surrounded by the darkness and the smell of new fabrics, Kyle huddled his legs tightly against his chest. He stared blankly into the dark space, and did not dare to close his eyes even for a second, terrified that if he fell asleep, he would see the white walls and the gurney again. So he stayed awake

Nicky had done far worse than just bite me. I looked up and coldly stared at her. "You people are really made for each other." "What's that supposed to mean?" she snapped. "You know what it means," I said, standing up to jab my finger in her shoulder. "You're a monster who beat up my wife so badly that she was critically wounded." Then, I whipped my shaking finger around to point at Nicky. "And as for you, you're a little monster who flushed my wife's ashes down the toilet!"

But your house is really big, and you are the only one, how can you survive here? He didn't answer me, but I had a strange feeling I don't know, but it's really weird. "Come with me daughter upstairs, and I'll show you your room." I immediately followed upstairs, yes when I looked at the house it was really scary and I was right in thinking that only that person could clean it and which Mila was quite old. "You have a room here, I'm going to come out. You have clothes that you can use in the cabinet, just trade them.

I sit beside him, keeping my distance. “I want to tell you something, but I don’t know if you'll understand.” He gets up and then kneels in front of me. When I was little, I had the absurd idea that a monster was inside my closet. I used to fix my eyes on the furniture in the dark for a long time as if by staring at it, the monster wouldn’t come out. Now I look into Paul's eyes and see my reflection. I'm the monster. Probably he senses my distress. His fingers stroll over my cheek. “I wish I were a real dragon so I could swallow your sorrows.”

The building was silent and no reflection of any light can penetrate into the building because Monster is afraid of light, and also their is a big bathtub which Monster always soak himself into just to cool off. All the glass windows of the building was guided with double curtain. Michael was lead to Monster's room by Dr. James. When they were about to get into the chamber, Michael noticed that everywhere was dark no reflection of any light and, no guard at the entrance or inside the building. Then Michael drag Dr. James closer to himself and asked why everywhere was dark and silent? Dr. James told him that Monster hate any light reflection because it might damage he's skin, and everybody is

Usually solemn and majestic, the place now seemed exceptionally cold and gloomy. Soon, I was led into the secret chamber beneath the altar and laid on a cold stone bed. Kael brought a bowl of black potion that smelled bitter. It was a sedative to knock a wolf out. The liquid slid down my throat. My consciousness blurred rapidly, and my limbs became heavy. Through my heavy eyelids, I saw Kael change into a white ceremonial robe. He leaned over and whispered in my ear. "Seraphina, don't be afraid. I'm here."

"I was so scared for you. Where did you go?" "You okay?" Xenos asked me. I nodded and smiled at him. Before I could reply to Adalyn's question, the principal spoke first. His voice was amplified with the help of magic. "Students. I'm glad to bring to your attention the retreat of the monsters outside the ward. Just as I had promised, the ward held, so be rest assured that you are completely safe here." I wasn't so sure about that. We still didn't know what that black mist in my room was.