The boogeyman does exist...
He has a body...
A shadow...
A name.
He does hide in closets...
Under beds...
Behind doors...
He does peek through the windows.
The terror he causes consumes children...
Making them shiver under the covers...
Peeking out...
Watching...
Waiting.
Their hearts pounding...
And when the shadow falls across their faces...
Their haunted eyes large with the horror of knowing
what the boogeyman will do.
Knowing of his touches...
Caresses...
Kisses.
They lay there shivering next to the boogeyman...
Eyes squeezes tight...
Praying for the boogeyman to leave...
To die...
As he whispers quietly in their ears while he does
what the boogeyman loves to do...
Consume their bodies.
But not their souls...
They survive...
As the nightmare goes on.
Robyn
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