The monster’s eyes were wide open, in uncontrollable fright. He had been trying to fall asleep for two hours, but the dark switch was off. All the monster could see in the blinding brightness of... [+]
I am fourteen years old and homeschooled. I enjoy prose more than poetry, though both are satisfying. "Boy on the Bed" was inspired by what we all went through as children fearing the monsters under our beds.